Huh, what?

Jul 25, 2009 00:46

Hello, everyone.

Life continues to be extremely hard, but then that's what I signed up for. The economy being what it is, and a town filled with college kids year round, makes for a local economy that doesn't need to pay someone smart with office experience - they can always find someone willing to work cheaper than me. Hmph.

So, as I desperately try to make ends meet, I've come to work at the Rum Runners dueling piano bar. I'm just getting started, but this past Wednesday I played a fantastic set with the other two guys, and they told me to go home and celebrate the start of a new life. What a great time, and so clearly something I need to be doing!

Celebration, unfortunately, is not really on the agenda, as I've got...lets see...about $50 and a negative bank account, but I like what I'm starting to do with my life.

I had to give up on being a martial arts school owner, sadly. As time went on, I began to realize that I was signing up for a life in which I wouldn't have the time to be with the woman I love, and...that just wouldn't do. I'm not sure what the future will hold for me and Hap Ki Do, but hopefully I'll manage to get my life under my feet soon, and then I'll be able to think more clearly about adding aspects to my time.

I spent a lot of my life not really thinking about what I wanted to do with myself. I mean, here we are on this planet, and...so what? Ok, sure, survive. Ok, sure, help people. Ok, sure, be happy. But, to what end? So, lately I've been thinking about what I really want out of life, and it's a lot. I'm glad I've put myself in a position where I have to make a life work that involves playing music for money, because once I get that going, I'll be able to spend the time on the other things that I want to accompish.

Hopefully, my posts from here on forth, however sporadic they may be, will show progress down this path, and not be more desperate pleas for aid. Today is hard. Tomorrow will be harder. Next month, maybe will be easier.

Love from the trenches,
James
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