The New Journey

   Welp, here I am, sitting on the cusp of 60. I've come along way in the last 2 years. Put the booze and food down for a long time and whipping my fat ass into some sort of shape as I head into my old age. But lately it's been a struggle. The booze has crept back in and the food calls to me like I'm a crack addict. I have managed to lose 75 lbs so far and now I feel I am in danger of throwing it all away. 

   So here I am once more, in the playground of the broken minds, to paraphrase a song. Searching, reaching, begging the universe for some form of strength to keep me on the straight and narrow. Trying to fill a hole that is never filled. Trying desperately to keep myself from falling into a black hope of dispare.

   I know that in the completely fucked up world we are living in that my problems are very much first world white guy problems. And I don't expect sympathy from anyone. In fact, sympathy would probably just piss me off, but my problems are very real and troublesome to me.

    So where do I go from here? I'm not sure. I'm starting this blog today, along with other ideas I have put together, like more reading, meditation, dusting off the guitar, all in the hopes of making me a better person. Will it work? I don't know. Can I focus enough on these changes long term to change me? Also, a giant unknown. Feel free to follow along and check my progress. Not sure if I will post every day, but I will try. Here we go. Happiness is the road.