So I have had a friend or two curious about my random trip down to Orlando. A middle of the week early November for only TWO DAYS vacation? Seems a little strange. And yes, I did get to see and spend time with Eric Fields Katie Fields and the wonderful Carrie Schuman but that was not the main goal, not even close. To gently paraphrase the wrestling legend CM Punk when he pipe-bombed the world: Sit down Facebook, its time we had a chat When I first moved back from my Pittsburgh adventure all those years ago I had it in my brain that it was only going to be for a bit. Find some work, make some money and figure out my next move. And along the way I met a bunch of friends and people who all seemed to be in the same boat as me. Im not alone in this I thought, so this is pretty okay. And for a while it was, had some fun amazing time with amazing people and had a steady job that helped me get bye. I was in a good groove. Grooves though can be funny things, if you stay in them long enough they very slowly become ruts from walking the same path over and over. The group of people I had started with had all found a way out of the groove and on to new paths of their own: kids, jobs, relationships of all shapes and sizes. Yet there I was. Walking the exact same path...rut.....over and over and over. For years every time I would visit Eric, he would spend every trip hard selling me on Orlando, the weather, the city, the fact we could hang out. Every time. And every time he would almost win me over and I would remember my safe, consistent groove and fall back. Work? Work was always there, it was something I knew and something I wasnt fantastic at but I could get by. I worked with good people who also worked hard. Then I kept hearing over and over from new people who worked there How long have you been here? And I would say 10 plus years and they would get a shocked look on their face and say Wow. That is a LONG time. What are you? A lifer? And I slowly realized how right they were. Education after high school had also been a very strange thing for me, I did go to a school. I met amazing people, lived in an awesome town in Pittsburgh and had a lot of fun but the reason for actually being there, school. That was a huge hot mess. In all honesty I got hustled into thinking it was something it wasnt and was so deep in when i realized that that it was too late to get out. So I just stuck it out, got the degree and hoped I could turn it into something better at a better school. Then when I tried to after moving home I got: Oh yeah, by the way. School lost its accreditation. Sorry! :D So everything I had done school wise had basically been a waste. So needless to say the idea of going back to a school, any school and having that happen again scared the shit out of me. The rut was a rut but it was a safe place where I knew the lay of the land and how to avoid scary situations An the longer I walked it, the deeper it got and darker it got. But it was consistent and kept me afloat at least so I didnt see a need to bust out. Then over the past year or so many personal things happened to me that finally jarred me to the point where I finally stopped walking, looked around and said What are you doing down here exactly? And why? And when I was down so deep and so far in the dark in my rut that it became to much. I finally looked up and uttered the War Doctors famous line NO MORE Then, with the help of therapy, family and friends I started making steps to help me climb out. And now as of December 20th I will be done working at Seadog and hopefully by January 2nd I will be on a plane flying to Orlando to move and live. I locked up a nice little one bedroom with the help of Eric and enrolled in Valencia College to study for a 2 year Associates in audio production. It will hurt like hell to blow up my life I know. I have such an amazing network of people and places that I will miss like crazy and I know they will be there for me not only to make this happen but also to support me when times get tough. Also it goes without saying that before I go I want to have as many dinners, hang outs, podcast recordings and adventures with as many of you as I possibly can. So call, text, email me and fill my dance card up people. The We will get together soon excuse dont fly anymore. You wanna hang, lets hang damn it cause soon now has a time limit. And also you all need to get and learn Skype. Now. Cause Skype Call Sunday will be a regular thing in the Orlando Cripple Cave. So there it is. I am scared. I am excited. I am ready. SGo. Allonsy.
Posted on: Sun, 09 Nov 2014 16:38:17 +0000
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