A bar napkin, a sketch, an empty glass of Woodford Reserve.
If I am going to have one bourbon too many, well...dammit...at least it will be integrated into my painting and my writing.
This painting is almost done. It needs a little tweaking, a little cleaning up.
In the meantime, I had a bit of an epiphany...about life, about work, about my future. No matter how great the cause is or how good the pay is, I am not sure I want to spend the rest of my life in a cubicle. I am not sure I want to be involved in politics or government. I know I want to be wherever my daughter is, but that just means another 13 years in Albany. But it does not mean I have to do what I am doing now.
Turning 40 in two weeks...it's time...to use the cliche...to think outside the box and liberate myself. My life is my own. Time to reinvent. Time to reimagine. Time to re-create.
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