Driving home from Los Angeles yesterday, I told M.s., "All of my dreams and wishes in life have come true." For years, the only thing I silently wished for when I blew out the candles on my birthday cake was to fall in love. After I met M.s., my wish changed from "Please let me fall in love" to "Please let love continue to play a major role in my life."
I have always dreamed of a day when I would make my living from my words. That dream has come true with the help of the SD Reader.
It's an amazing thing, to have all that one wants. My dad says, if you want to be happy, want what you have. For the most part, I've been good at that. I look back through my writing, my blogging, my journaling, etc., and I see that even when I was working odd jobs, even when I didn't have a job, I was more often happy than not. Though for motivation's sake, I am upping the ante on my dreams. If not for more dreams, I would become stagnant. Though I am happier, I am sure, than I have ever been in my life, I don't want to become complacent. With M.s. around, I don't really have to worry about moss growing beneath us.
Speaking of which, L.A. was GREAT! I got to see just about everyone I set out to see! Old, dear friends (Brian, Amy, Mike), family (John & Sue). I had a bitch of a cold, but I powered through and when I woke up yesterday morning, it was pretty much gone, so I was able to taste every bit of my breakfast at Roscoe's Chicken & Waffle.
The traveling has just begun. M.s. and I are going to have to be extra efficient. Next week we head to New York. In a month or so we'll be going up to Seattle (more info on that soon, I'm going to be part of a photo art project that will most likely be published as a photo book after its museum/gallery tour). But the kicker comes this summer, when we fly to Martha's Vineyard for M.s.'s summer show and then, after a week or two, we go back to Boston or New York to fly directly to Zurich (Switzerland) for another show. Holy Jet-Setters, Batman! I'm going to need to bribe my sister to take care of some affairs while I'm gone.
Ack! 7:30 a.m. Alright, off to the gym to clear my mind and break a sweat. The point of all this? I love my life and everyone in it.