Many moons later...

It's 2012. Reading back at some of the post and seeing how naive I was of certain things. Perhaps in another six years I'll feel the same of this post. Much has changed yet little has as well. For starters, my daughter is now six, will be starting first grade in September. I'm still in publishing; I never took those courses I was hoping would make a difference in my life. I did take the digital publishing class at Pratt but that was just a waste of time. For years I've been wanting to take the Mandarin courses but kept procrastinating. No need to bother with that. Right now I'm having a George Bailey moment. Had many opportunities but let them fly by. I can't really blame anyone but myself. Yes, I could have switched careers in my mid-30s. Its seemed so "it's-too-late-to-make-a-change-now!" at the time. Now that I'm 43 with a daughter and mortgage, many of things that I thought were impossible back then seem more impossible now. The marriage. Where do I start? Too long and painful to go into but let's just say it sucks when you prefer being at work (which you hate to begin with). Yeah I know, this is a shitty downer of a post but felt like I had to release some things that were going through my head this morning. It must have been the McDonald's oatmeal, coffee, and hash brown I ate which I hoped would get me going for eight hours of numbing manuscripts to go through or reading about Stephen King's thoughts on writing, saying that a good writer spends four hours a day writing and three hours a day reading. I've spent no more than 15 minutes on this post but it's a start. To recap, yeah things aren't as rosy as I'd like them to be but looking at ways in the back of my mind to change things around (which may impacts those around me--perhaps I can touch on this in a future post). I don't want to see myself reading this at 45 wondering, where did things go so wrong? Oh yeah, I'm still living in the 'burbs.