I'd have to describe being obsessed with success like being trapped in the mirror room from Conan the Destroyer. Everywhere you turn, you are forced to look at yourself from different angles. It's a tortuous way to force introspection, I can tell you that.

So there you stand, looking at 10 different versions of yourself and you have no idea which one is the mirror that will lead you to the next room ( or in this case, your ultimate goal). If a scorpion was faced with the same looming sources of danger and fear, it would have killed itself before it even set foot into the room. Well, I guess, like Conan, I do have a sword at my side just in case things become a bit too overwhelming. It's probably a pretty honorable way to depart.

There's a first time for everything

I've been meaning to "publish" a blog for a long time. But as usual, work/music/romance all got in my way. I think though, that a certain era of my life may be coming to an end.

I am pretty honest with my friends and acquaintances, so I guess I should probably take the same liberties with my own life. In effect, I hope that all the pointless drivel and genius commentary I spout can be placed conveniently in this one little space.

I may find time to write frequently. I may not. But regardless, I want to make room for the things that truly impact me- positively or negatively. So that's it.......

xo