Always On The Cusp

I sat in the dimly lit studio, somewhere in the heart of New Jersey, and couldn’t shake the feeling that had been gnawing at me for quite some time. Storm had informed me of our latest project with Rosa International, a small record label looking to make a name for itself in the industry. I knew this was an opportunity for me to flex my creative muscles and showcase my skills, but the feeling of being perpetually “on the cusp” of making it big weighed heavily on my heart. The studio was nearly empty, but the excitement of the client was palpable. Despite the lively atmosphere, I couldn’t help but feel a growing sense of depression at my lack of success. I had been working tirelessly, dedicating my heart and soul to my craft, and yet I still hadn’t reached the level of fame and recognition I so desperately craved. It was as if an invisible barrier was holding me back, preventing me from soaring to the heights I knew I was capable of. As I sat there, deep in thought, I contemplated my journey so far. I had paid my dues, working relentlessly on every project put in front of me. I had given everything and more, all in the pursuit of my dreams. But why wasn’t it happening for me? Was this all just part of the journey, or was there something I was missing? As the artist of the night finally arrived, I snapped out of my reverie and focused on the task at hand. We began shooting the EPK that would serve as a promotional tool for Rosa International’s artists. In those moments, helping other artists achieve their dreams felt like both a gift and a curse. I was proud of the work I was doing and the impact I was making, but it also served as a constant reminder of what I had yet to achieve. Each successful project was like a double-edged sword, providing satisfaction and fulfillment while simultaneously fueling my growing depression. I knew I couldn’t let this feeling consume me, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.