Last summer was a blur of music, karaoke, beer and just straight up fucking fun times; New friends and fantastic memories. The above picture was from last year at Insomnia. Miss that place…
But I digress.
This summer has been off to a somewhat slower start but with a bang.
My Best Buddies Melanie and Jimmy are rocking shows everywhere from The Clem to Rock City with their AWESOME new band Forever Today- there’s talent in this group and it just clicks. Just remember me when you’re up there getting your MTV awards!
My Best friend in the whole world is busy pursuing her next career move going from Psych to earning her RN license this October and I couldn’t be more proud of her.
My writing career is off to a slow but steady start. The sales are slow going and mostly copies are being sold to friends and coworkers but word continues to spread and buzz generated. I’ve been contacted in recent weeks by media publication companies, and artists/writers/painters everywhere from California to Boston and the UK. I’ve even received confirmation that my book is currently listed on European shopping sites and the distribution process on the first two titles continues its slow completion. The printing company wasn’t kidding when they said it takes 3-8 weeks for full deployment.
I’m going to parties, networking,, making memories with old and new friends and just happy to be alive for once.
After a painfully long and boring winter the dating scene is in full bloom again and in recent weeks I’m takin’ names and numbers, leaving impressions, and meeting some of the most caring and beautiful women in my life. As I write this I’m getting ready for another date with one of those lovely ladies.
I leave you, my friends, with this:
Memories blow through like a summer breeze
Sometimes warm, forceful and lasting
Other times a cool whispering of wind
Moonlit nights of long talks and shadows casting
Chance encounters and chats in coffee shops
With talk of memories past and new ones yet to come
All the while the pungent smell outside of fruiting crops
and gatherings at beaches and backyard barbecues
Summer is the adolescence of our year
A time to grow and have fun
Before the introspection of autumn makes the memories clear
And the long cold winter a time to reflect on what has passed
Spring returns and we make plans for another “Best Summer Ever”
And so it is that the wheel forever turns
Memories are washed away by the chance thunderstorms
While others are rooted deep in our souls by a soft morning rain
Sometimes the dark clouds rumble in the distance
But eventually the Sun will break through
So we may sit in the green grass in the shade of an Oak
Loving one another
And living each memory as if it’s our last
