The Black Party Weekend was a blast. I had a real good time last Saturday Night with the guys night out. Even though I wasn’t really blown away by any performances, I was moved by the music and enjoyed myself immensely. The only maddening part was leaving and realizing that 42nd street was closed because of the half-marathon. I finally had to illegally cross the street so I could take a taxi home heading downtown.
Sunday Night was just as good even though I did not stay as long as I had hoped to. Both days I was able to come home and sleep without having to take an ambien and no hurt feet despite the extreme footwear. My friends enjoyed the pictures and I enjoyed taking them. I really should get a better camera since the one I have is really just for point and shoot and is waterproof. Maybe soon.
Personally, I am starting from scratch. On so many levels and in so many parts of my life I am in the midst of a grand reinvention. I was in need of a rejuvenation of some sort and was so down on myself for so long it seems I am just now turning the corner. I feel better about myself and know that the writers block I was feeling for the past few weeks seems to be lifting. Being in a bad mood does not do much for the imagination. I’ve been very good at giving out the advice so now I will take my own advice and act. I really don’t have much of a choice in the matter. I will move forward because living in the past makes no sense and is just wallowing in self-serving emotion. I'd rather turn that emotion to something more useful and use the energy where it will do the most good. And I will have fun while doing so. No sense in just being a bookworm. We need the people energy to see where to focus our attention next.
And a good time will be had by all.
But especially me.
