these next 12-months

thought of the day:
why is it that major events that transpire our routine represent a way for us to 'start over'?

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so after a few stressed filled ulcer-like inducing days i finally have a place to call home. coupled with the insanity that's life at work, i find i can finally breathe again.

tomorrow we'll be moving into the new place. i'm excited to see what the coming months will bring and lord knows this hasn't been a picnic, but it's the life i chose. tomorrow is a starting point to take stock of what's been accomplished in year-one in LA and push it even further. there was a five-year plan. year-one was only on par.

i'll be the first to admit i've been fortunate to this point. but there comes a time when the breaks won't fall your way and you have to forge your own path. this is where i'm at and the crossroads are quickly approaching.

i didn't come here to fail. nor did i come here merely to succeed. it's about something bigger than that. it's time to start making a statement. i'm merely a shadow cloaked in the background, but it's time to show my talents and give this dream a face and fulfill the vision that propelled me to this point.

tomorrow is the beginning of round 2.

ding, ding.

***disclaimer*** cheetos have nothing to do with this, and if this is the sole reason for regarding this entry, you can stop here. granted, cheetos represent in many ways an amazingly awesome yet disparagingly bad addiction. i find when you eat one, you can't just stop there - with an end result being a stomach ache, sticky cheesy orangish-color residue staining your fingers, and compressed chunks of the cornmeal substance wedged in your teeth [namely the molars].

well, on with the show...

have you ever thought about the major decisions that define your life? already i've had several of these. these moments don't last long - but lately with everything that's been going on - i find myself asking with greater frequency: what would i be doing if i never went off to film school. where would i be if i had moved to colorado in 2005. what would have become of me if i didn't attend ASU.

well, the answer is it's anyone's guess...

life's too short to second guess those decisions that have already made. you can't allow yourself to dwell on the past, because you don't know what the future will bring. however, i do look back on things i've done and the situations i wish i could have acted differently in - even when there was nothing left to give. but, the unfortunate reality is for all those moments there is nothing i can do to affect change. just understand the circumstances and accept it for myself and move-on.

there are people i miss greatly, places i wish i could see again, and moments that i look back on and cringe - but i won't say that i regret anything - i just wish i could have done things differently. tomorrow will bring about change, but it's learning to make the most of it with the time that is given to us.

so here's to tomorrow and the craziness [good and bad] that it will bring.