The Future

On Friday, I will have my last piece for the year hanging at the Upstate Artists Guild. The piece is called, "AI (Artificial Inspiration): Recharging." If you are in the Albany area Friday night, check it out..

Unemployment has not been fun and it has been very very stressful. Sometimes, I get chest pains relative to the stress, but at least I know that they are not heart-related and are likely to be connected to acid reflux more than anything else. Of course, I only care because I have a daughter to raise. And to be quite honest, I am philosophically torn in what values I want to teach her, as far as work and money, etc. How about telling her that she should work on what she enjoys doing, what fulfills her, and if it does not make that much money, to learn not to want. It is the wanting that gets us in trouble.

And in terms of beer, and food, and women, books and song, I am as guilty as anyone.

And sometimes, there is the self-pity phase: what in the world did I do so wrong to have my marriage fall apart(well, i am sure that is 75 percent my fault), to lose my job, and to not be able to get back to where I was. Or where did I go wrong on my path...surely something went wrong for me to end up where I am.

I am wondering what the life lesson is...and when will this end...or do I have it in my power to end it myself.