F Jason Whitaker

 Thursday, January 05, 2023 The wind gathers and swirls about the tiny house. Thunder echoes in the dishes arranged neatly in the kitchen cupboard. Rain pours in a rhythm of its own on the roof. He sits on the edge of the bed trying to remain calm despite the storm outside...

 Thursday, January 05, 2023 I was planning to go to a small cafe today to shoot a review video for an interview process for Cozy Meal but I decided that I could do one from home just as good. I would shoot a video of the food and the location but for an interview video, I decided against making a complex video...

 Wednesday, January 04, 2023 Buildings rise on the horizon, above the trees surrounding the roads leading to the parking structures, glass, and steel reaching forth like fingers protruding from the asphalt. Hot Summer's day, cold Winter's eve, shorts or long sleeves, riding through town to find something to distract my mind from the emptiness of my life when I am home alone dreaming of days surrounded by people...

Wednesday, January 04, 2023 I have been busy downloading video wipes from Busyboxx and attempting to organize my room. I began organizing my room while searching for the battery charger for my GoPro. I plan to go out and make a video for my interview process for a job at Cozy Meal. I plan to begin making videos on a regular basis. I am considering having a daily vlog...

 Tuesday, January 03, 2023 Tall grass, gentle breeze, bees buzzing and birds singing, tire hung from tree swinging, guitar fingering, drum playing, day beginning, music swelling, compelling me to rise and dance between the flowering trees.

 Tuesday, January 03, 2023 Another day of downloading content from BusyBoxx. I hope to begin utilizing these assets and other resources I have available to edit and post videos on a daily basis. Should I give up on my search for a first career?

 Monday, January 02, 2023 He stands alone in his room watching the lights, of passing cars, dash across his bedroom wall. He feels the void of life like a force keeping him solitary. The echoes of past memories, times when he felt less alone, haunt his waking hours as he wonders if he's always been truly alone.