I had dinner with an old college friend Scott tonight. I sometimes forget how much fun Scott is and how much I miss him. Today has been a tough day. Don and I can’t agree on where our next destination for “Wok the Dog” will be, or even if he wants to go with me. I remember this story Scott told one day, when we were still young and worked for minimum wage. He said that his dad told him if he were to just walk up to 100 random girls, say nothing to them, except if they would like to have sex with him, at least 90 of them would slap him in the face and say “No!” But at least one, if not ten of them would say “Yes!”
I understand that Don doesn’t need to be on the road, or out of the country to create music or do what he wants to do. But I do. Over 50% of the projects that I am excited about and want to spent my time and energy developing all involved me being on the road. I am saddened and not sure what to do.
I realized how much of me lives for the possibility of “Yes!” “Yes, of course we can!” “Yes of course we will have a baby polar bear one day!” It might not be about having a baby polar bear for real, for one thing, where would Don sleep? But about knowing that I can, or that we can, that its possible and lets work towards that “YES!”
