A Trapdoor In The Sun

I'm sitting in a terminal of Detroit International Airport. Terminal; that's a great term for something that you are going to fly out of, right? I am taking an impromptu trip to DC to see Rochelle. This was completely spur of the moment. Sometimes, it's the little unplanned things that make life so wonderful. While I'm in Virginia, I'll be walking in a CCFA event in Reston, something I really wanted to do ever since I heard about it.I will also meet one of Rochelle's kids, Hannah, for the first time. This is a big thing. JC has been hesitant to allow me to meet the kids. I suppose it's natural jealousy or something to that nature. That's okay. I'm not trying to take his place as a father. I'm only trying to be the rock in Rochelle's life that she needs. It will take time, but we will all get there, I believe. So now, I need to do some classwork. I'm writing an Op Ed Essay for English 111. A thesis. Ugh. I hate these types of assignment...

Watergate Summer: Steve Jobs Gone....RIP.

Hearing about the passing of Steve Jobs this week reminded me once again, of how brief our life is here on Spaceship Earth. The sum of our lifetimes are but mere blips in the timeline of the universe. We form from the elements, have a flash of self-awareness, then dissolve back into the dust that we were birthed from to give life to something else. Steve Jobs didn't waste his time here barely existing. He didn't set his life on cruise control and attempt to go along for the ride. He created his own ride. He chose his own journey, and in doing so, impacted the lives of millions around the world. His impact will be recognized in the history books for generations to come. He is legend. So this led me to wonder if a college dropout like Jobs can reach out for his dreams and grab them, what's stopping me? Why do I feel like the world is conspiring to hold me back sometimes? Really, success is a state of mind... a desire. Jobs once said, "Stay hungry" Perhaps that i...

Woke up alone at 5 A.M. I don't know what I feel... Sadness, anger towards myself, lonely... I don't know why... It's no different than any other morning in Columbus. But I guess it should be different and I'm kinda fucking things up. :(