Today, I was gobsmacked with a wave of nostalgia. I went to a new restaurant for my office’s lunch run, Belcampo, on 3rd Street in LA, and it was there (in the Verve coffee shop next door) where I spent many a day typing away at my creative endeavors. Whether the focus was My Cancer Story, a screenplay, or the then-numerous blog posts (yeah, sorry about that), I spent my free time (of which I had ample supply then) ticking away at my form of expression. On November 8th, it will have been three years since I moved into my first apartment here, the temporary room rental on Blackburn Ave.
Chapter 87: “Fort Thomas Fluctuates”
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No, I was going to prove my life goal duality– love and a career. I didn’t survive Leukemia to settle, and I sure as shit wasn’t going to give up on either one of my passions.
I applied for school again, and The New England School of Communications graciously accepted my reinstatement. I knew the next two to four years would be tough, but I was planning on getting my and Travis’ cartoon show up and running.
Okay, so I’m dreadfully behind. In order to catch up, here are four days in one post!
First, Day Eighteen: I was back on Legion! Their craft services are one of the best around! What did I eat, though?Read More »
Oh shit, I woke up too late.Read More »
Wow, I’m now FULLY convinced that I wouldn’t have gotten the full benefit of the program had I not reset, starting today. Read More »
I thought I ate too much yesterday! Whoo! Today was meant to be a day of switching my new cell phone (I dropped my old one in water) and then, driving for Lyft some more, but I got a last minute call to work a day on Legion! This was the perfect test for my […]
Since January Fourth was my official Day One (I accidentally ate something that wasn’t a part of the ingredient list on the third) I wanted to make sure I was satiated throughout the day. I tend to eat a lot when I’m on a diet at first to offset the very fact that I am on a diet. It’s definitely not a good practice to follow. But! Here’s what I ate:
I’d hit another low point in my life recently– not because of work, but because my creative outlet, writing, was smothered by work. Don’t get me wrong, working on television show sets is something that I’ve dreamed about since I was a boy – and it’s a far cry from a hated profession being the inhibitor – but nevertheless, if I don’t write, then a part of me isn’t living.