Summertime is always a busy part of the year for me work wise. I mentioned to a friend yesterday, that I really would like to be able to quit working and do nothing but write. Realistically I see problems with this idea. First I consider the light bill, next comes the gas bill. See where I'm going with this! Car payments, the list goes on and on. The brutal truth of the matter slaps me in the face. So once again I suit up and chase the almighty dollar, so I can pay my bills.
Actually in all seriousness, I feel I have been set in the exact place, at the exact time in my life, to be able to live this dream that's unfolding.Most people work under the constraints of schedules that prevent them from enjoying the freedom to pursue creative activities. I am truly blessed upon closer scrutiny.
So, having reaffirmed this reality, I thank the man up stairs for my blessings. I really would like to say more but work calls. Good thing the story in my head won't go away :) Adios!