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.
Sunday, Bloody Sunday. I reveled in this day of creation, and in this particular installment, also a rare spot of play. But food was yet again a part of the day, and therein lies was one of my most difficult tests yet. Continue reading
No, I didn’t fall off of the wagon… I just fell asleep… on my knees. Continue reading
I finally made my first scrambled egg since the Whole30 Program began! Guess what I used for a cream? Continue reading
Well, well, well. Here we are. The day on which I had to reset my challenge the first time around. Did I make it past this day? What if I told you our snack on the set of 9-1-1 was In-N-Out? Ask yourself this: what would you do? Continue reading
My (New) Day Four found me sleeping in again but making up for it spectacularly as well. Why’s that you ask? Oh, it’s just another SET DAY on 9-1-1! Continue reading