“It’s not the world’s fault that you want to be an artist…now get back to work.”
Every few weeks I have a mini panic attack that I'm not getting anything done or making progress in my life. I think we all feel like that from time to time. So I thought I'd take a look back at 2014 and what I did get done. It may be few weeks since the rest of the world performed their yearly reassessment, but I figure as long as the calendar still reads January that new year mojo is still in the air. So here we go, a look back at 2014...
Greeted with a reminder of how easy it is fall off the sheer mountain cliff, we stood at the bottom of Precipice Trail, our third day in Acadia National Park.
"You sure you want to do this hike?" Bridget asked.
"Sometimes you just gotta grab life by the balls," I answered
"Just do it carefully," Bridget said. "Grabbing the balls, I mean."
Tears were streaming down my Mom’s face as she turned around from the driver’s seat to take one last look at 3295 Greenway Drive. “Well, say goodbye to the old house, Joe. I guess this is it.”...
It was a year ago September 1st. I stepped off the plane from Chicago, back in New York. A new chapter. I should probably start at the beginning...
Bridget was quiet but the look on her face was definitely saying, “The girl sitting next to us in this movie theater is definitely shitting her pants.” Maybe it was also the smell that clued me in...