‎”Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.” -Martin Luther King Jr.

I feel similarly. My version goes something like this:

“Our lives don’t matter if we’re silent about the things that do, and are noisy about the things that don’t.”– OD

Full day of hyper-work, getting ready for the big stuff, the big time, the big fun. I have a big surprise coming down the pipe.

In the meantime, the regimin continues, this is eggs and garlic potato, maybe a bit of orange paint for extra flavor?

As I get healthier, as my back gets back to 100% and my body gets stronger, stuff in my life is starting to get back on track. Over the last couple of months some things have been under way that I wasn’t too sure about at first, but that are looking sweeter now. A number of you will be happy about The Big Thing. My mom, who I’ve already told, is very unhappy about it because I’m her child. But she’s ever respectful of what some people need to do in order to feel fulfilled, and has supported my decisions and my personality my entire life, so I knew she’d be supportive, and she was. Unhappily supportive, but it’s from the best of places for the best of reasons.

I’m not sure how much I’ll be able to get into on here just yet, but it’s heavily on the mind today.

Let’s get brutal today, for the good.

Sorry for the brevity, the overbooking has persisted but all for the good, don’t worry you’ll see.

Back soon.