Today marks the FIFTH ANNIVERSARY of the day I left a weeping mother and stoic step-father in my driveway in Kansas and set off with Ms. Aubree Bowen, she in her car, me in my mothers 2000 Toyota Camry loaded with only my most necessary possessions (TV, computer, and movies...oh yeah and clothes, but only those with short sleeves). I dont know what it is about markers that are multiples of 5, but five years is a big deal. Thats longer than high school. Longer than college (for some people). Im trying to remember where I thought/hoped Id be by this point five years ago. I can say Im right on schedule with my plans (base of operations? check. Good ass job? check.) and that Im probably further ahead of where I thought I would realistically be at this point (screenplay competition win? check! Deal and a contract? check check!). I look around and see many of my friends now married or with children (or both) preparing, like me, to round the lap of age 30 and I sometimes grow wistful and sigh - not with regret they have familes and I dont but with wonder and occasional envy at my own personal road less traveled. But then I remember what I came here to do. And on that metric, I actually smile, cause Im doing pretty damn good, if I do say so myself. Wednesday will mark the anniversary of my arrival in this new city I had never been to or seen except in episodes of Entourage. A lot of reminiscing will happen this week. Heres to the next 5 years, the next set of goals, the next phase of the master plan. And a sincere thank you to all of you. You who were witnesses. Who propped me up when I was down. Who encouraged me when I was discouraged. Who fed me when I was hungry and let me crash between places. To everyone who said good job or good luck or good morning when you didnt have to. I couldnt have done it without you. Seriously.
Posted on: Mon, 04 Aug 2014 16:26:19 +0000
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