A friend of mine dated a band promoter when we were in
college. He was a nice guy, and I
enjoyed hanging out with him on my porch, drinking and talking. Pleasant as this was, he would be completely
forgettable in her long string of boyfriends if he hadn't asked us to go to
Chicago for a concert. We could get a
ride with the band on their bus.
"Thanks, but that's a long drive, and I have a lot of
homework."
Responsible words I'll regret the rest of my life. The next time we were drinking on my porch,
the radio drifting through the open window, my friend's bf exclaimed,
"That's the band! That's who I
took to Chicago!" The Talking
Heads. I could've taken a bus trip with
the Talking Heads. NOoooooo!!! Some head pounding and aauurrgh!!!
Well, let's chalk it up to a life lesson. When someone invites you to do novel things,
go. As sung in "Once in aLifetime" by The Talking Heads...
And you may ask yourself
Where does that highway go to?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right? Am I wrong?
And you may say yourself,
Where does that highway go to?
And you may ask yourself
Am I right? Am I wrong?
And you may say yourself,
"My God! What have I
done?"
Wikipedia says this band was
post-punk, but close enough for "punk". I've been happily chair dancing to their music while putting this bus together. I try to avoid swimming
in regrets.
I called another friend last
night to bubble about my recent productivity in writing. I tamped down my self-congratulations when I
learned he just missed passing a state exam he needs for a mid-life career
change. It's not the first time he just
missed passing it. The last time, he
bumped his head and got a concussion before the test and was only 2 points shy
of his certificate. This time, on the
way to the test he got flagged down by a couple of young people who had just
been robbed at knifepoint. He called
911 and had to fill out a police report, making him worry he'd miss the test
altogether.
"Are you sure you really want this career ? It
seems like there are unusual obstacles cropping up whenever you try to take
the test."
He talked a lot about getting
older, it's a safer career, wanting a 401k plan.
"Yeah, but are you
psyched about doing it?"
He talked more about sensible
choices, but in the end, well, he doesn't like some critical aspects of this
career choice. He just has so much time
and money already invested in this career change, doesn't he have to carry
through? No. Not really. He's
reassessing.
I'm reassessing too. I started writing a book that wasn't going
anywhere. I kept trying to force myself
to work on it. I finally gave up and
starting writing one of my alternate book ideas. Now I've been having a hard time leaving the computer long enough
for lunch. When we're doing what the
heart loves, ideas flow, and time stops -- whether the heart loves sensible
choices or not. I'm hoping the universe
will eventually reward me with a book deal for following my heart's desires.

