As I was
using my leaf-blower last week it occured to me that
my life could change so drastically by this time next
year that I will giggle at the thought of spending
hours and hours of my day doing yardwork. I was
actually really bummed. Honest to Shizzle...I was
bummed out. I love the struggle. I love the sincerity
of years 2002-2005. I love it, and it really does
feel like a distant memory. I am on the ride of my
life and it's taking me faaaaaaaaaar away from those
years. Those years I hated while I was in
them have now become this person I almost
miss...
...almost.
It's no longer who
will I be when it happens, it's happening.
I wrote about it in New York:
The
Metamorphosis.
I'm changed. I am now so confident and so strong that
I feel I can't lose. I can never be that person
I was before. It's not a facade, it's not the
power of positive thinking...it's reality. I see
the road ahead, and I'm making it mine. I walk
different, I talk different, I interract
different, I am on top of the world and believe
wholeheartedly I can own it.
So my prediction
for 2007, year eight of this Journey, is
continuing success. Building, building and building.
For the second time in my life I feel it could
be gigantic. Even moreso than before as I lost
Aspen at the end of 2001 and this time I'm flying
high. At the very least I believe I will build on
this partnership with The Early Show and parlay it
into just about anything I can imagine, and at
most? Whew. Development deals, sit-coms, some truly
great things are teasing my heart on the horizon and
I'm in such a great place to follow the tease. Because
as I said before I went to NY in one of my
favorite Journey songs on the site: "No matter
what the fate is, I'm alright." Getting to that
position allows me to push more, risk more, dream
more, jump further... the sky is finally the limit
once again.
As has been
tradition for 7 straight years I did my annual
drunken video...and the end result? I am madly in love
with Donna, Shizzle hurts on a level I've never known
before, and I'm going to be famous. Pretty much in
that order, so no big surprises really. As you may
have gathered, I'm already a pretty open person
(understatement of the year) so alcohol really just
makes it quicker but it's a good test for me you know?
It's like "So you think you've been honest all year?
Let's see..." A couple years actually I re-watched the
tape and was quite surprised, but this year was more
of a celebration. The only thing that could even
remotely be considered a revelation is just how
certain I am that I'm going to have a
successful sit-com pitch. I see it so clear.
Wonderful feeling.
Do I have any
reservations about 2007? Sure. I'm a realist at heart
and will always look at every angle. Drives the
positive thinkers out there crazy that I would even
dare admit I can see things failing but as I've
said for years in this journal, that's what makes me
who I am. I see every angle. I see the pitfalls
before they happen...so I can stop them. I
prepare myself for every eventuality to allow myself
the confidence to create the positive reality.
I wholeheartedly believe only focusing on the positive
outcome is the best way to set-up your own
devastation. We're dealing with the industry of 1000
nos and 1 yes, it behooves you to understand that. So
yes, I've thought about where I'll be mentally if at
the end of these 13 weeks with CBS there is no more...
and that's what's made me push everything as far as I
can humanly take it. I can have no regrets when it's
said and done. The thing that would kill me is
thinking "what-if" once CBS is over. What
won't kill me is if I pushed everything, pitched
everything, made great episodes, impressed everyone
involved and there's just no place for me. I can
live with that...
...but
it ain't happenin' folks. Trust me on
this. Listen
to the drunk
man:
I got my break, I was given the
opportunity and I'm TAKING it. This will
be the year of my
life...AGAIN.
