There are times when I suddenly remember what it means to be an optimist.
When everything opens up and I remember that I'm allowed to dream big. Huge. Gargantuan.
Because, you guys, right now is the time I get to love stuff and be happy and make really cool stuff in bars and on stages and in rehearsal rooms with people who are so talented, it feels like they could set the room on fire.
But funks, self doubt etc. are normal.
And what I learn again and again is that i have to make something to get out of it. Not get an opportunity, not get praise or accolades or big checks for my writing (however, I am open and available for your big checks, praise, accolades and opportunities to produce and develop etc my work). And also, when I get out of it and remember that ridiculously great things are possible.
I'm a cheese-er. But, you know what, I love what I do.
And, this blog post taught me I didn't know how to spell rejuvenation. THERE IS NO I IN REJUVENATION. Well, there is at the end. But not after the V.
I am an optimist.