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A reminder to recollect and reminisce.
Seminole High School - Class of 1990 graduated 7344 days ago.
So, what the hell have I done since June 7, 1990?
I’ve been “Rock Star adjacent” for most of my adult life and have worked with some incredibly talented people in the Radio, Film, Television and Live Concert industries. And I’m not finished yet.
I’ve circumnavigated the globe well over 14 times, having flown over a million miles. I’ve hiked the Great Wall of China, rode on top of an elephant in South Africa. I’ve been atop the Eiffel Tower countless times, climbed the Sydney Harbor bridge at sunset to see the Opera House glow against the city skyline. And also eaten sushi at 6am while roaming the stalls of the Tsukiji Fish Market in Tokyo. I’ve lived in Los Angeles, Montreal, Las Vegas, Florida and hotels all around the world. I have friends all around the globe and can escape to visit them anytime. I’ve written a screenplay. Still working on my book. I’ve gained weight. I’ve lost weight and gained it again. I’ve fallen in love, got married, got divorced - still searching for love and at 37, still haven’t found love nor been given the chance with anyone to create it. It’s been busy 240 months and I hope I’ve made the most of it. But have I?
As I write down just a few things I’ve done, yes, I guess one could say I’ve made the most of it. However, I don’t fully concur. Facts can appear impressive, or perhaps cool, but really how can anyone quantify if they’ve made the most of anything? I suppose if you question whether you’ve made the most of something or not, I suspect not.
What are the life mile markers to indicate if you’re on track, or that you’re behind or way ahead? How do you share what you’ve done with others without alienation? Because its how I feel most of the time, like an alien. My lifestyle and reference points drastically differ from most people on the planet. I’m a little quirky and don’t fit in as easily as I thought. Perhaps having done more miles than most, my markers are quite diverse and at times hard to find.
As I prance and frolic down memory lane, with an occasion pit stop to lull over a photo from way back when, I stare deeply at a glossy 4 x 6 and wonder if he and I thought we’d be together forever? Did our little group of BFF’s think we’d go to the same college, travel together and then settle down and live on the same street to have a family with lots of kids? What were we thinking when that 35mm camera, film processed at Eckerd Drugs in one hour with double prints free, snapped and froze us in time? Had we any clue where we would be 20 years forward of when that photo was taken? And why did I think a hair style like that was cool, reflecting back 20 years?
Next time I say, I’ve done nothing, I am going to read this blog and remind myself to shut the fuck up, smile and be happy that I at least grew out of the big cotton candy Cyndi Lauper hair phase.
Wow! I barely knew you in high school, but seeing your creativity tells me how super cool you are! I had no idea how much in common we have.
Screen play…Travel…yada yada!!!
Keep your imagination, zest for life, and believing in true love–it’s out there waiting for us.
hugs,
Nikki-lyn
Hey girl,
Its been a long time since we were hanging with Michael Spencer and the gang. I saw some pics of the two of you it is amazing how time and travel changes our life’s and what we thought they would be. I see your life has been an adventure and always knew you would be a free spirit. Wishing you a wonderful Christmas and a Happy New Year.
I am back in Florida finally after 6 yrs in South Carolina. I have an 11 year old boy who is the joy of my life. I also did the marriage and divorce thing it was a great 13 yrs but we drifted apart and it was time to move on…Love reading your posts keep them coming….