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going the distance

Had coffee with an old co-worker (ex-corporate media days) and we talked a lot about life and expectations and finishing creative aspirations but also letting go.

These days he mostly travels, sleeping on couches. He's finishing a record and writing a monologue he hopes to record for NPR. He'll fly to S. America for a month in January and then Italy and then who knows where. Maybe back to New York, maybe back here.

In a different life I would have felt an all-consuming jealousy at the wanderlust of his life but today all I could think about was how I wanted to finish my book. How BioMom's death had shown me--in whatever cliche, but also all-too-true way--that there is no time like now and what the hell am I waiting for?

I'll consider that progress, however short the distance on this infinite journey.

11:34 am - 28.10.15

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