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Confessions From a New Jersey Park Bench

The truth is… since I posted this blog I shaved off my beard and the bench I’m sitting on isn’t at a park at all. I’m sitting at the outdoor area at my hotel room, but the truth is, I think I like it here.

It reminds me of how something so familiar can help to ground you back to earth like that black wire on a car battery that needs a jump start.

The truth is, I remember that I love being able to know where everything is, and how even though I know there are deer lurking about, I hadn’t seen one for sixteen years until she jumped out in front of my rental car tonight.

The truth is, I enjoy my single Seattle life, I like getting into innocent trouble with millennials, and I look forward to the near future when I might look back on this blog and think it was all in my head, but the truth is, I know it’s not.

It’s just like that song I used to sing or that phrase I always hear about how much greener the grass is on the other side of the coin, the choices I make in my life, or the option to leave early at the end of my shift.

The truth is I’ve been finding out more about myself by simply stopping the action of “trying” to find out more about myself.

I may be living somewhere else physically and dwelling somewhere else mentally, but this southern suburban sprawl is pulling on my heartstrings and the truth is, that’s not a bad thing at all.

 

 

A Message From The Editor

It’s been awhile since I posted a blog, but I just wanted to say that I appreciate the new followers, likes, and comments I’ve received over the past month, regardless of my lack of new material.

Over the past 30 days I’ve been lost and found, confused and focused, and questioning every little thing I’ve ever wanted.  I don’t look at this as a bad thing though.  All artists go through times when they can’t find something to create, all writers experience a form of block, and all athletes get injured and have to rehab for a few weeks.  That’s what this is.

I’m heading back to the East coast on Thursday to spend time with friends and family, regain some level of direction, and celebrate my friend’s 40th birthday.

I know there is something stirring inside of me, and pretty soon I’m gonna find out what that is.  See you all soon.

 

-Christian Marc