
What’s a job slinging bags for less than $200,000 a year if not for the photo ops. Far from anything spectacular, but it’s good to find the feeling place of being back in the groove…

Friday evening, I spend the night browsing online sparking my creative energies. My head retires to my pillow at midnight, and for the next four hours I wake frequently to thoughts about my first wedding. Eventually, it got far too ridiculous to the point of being unable to get back to sleep at around 4am, so...