Is it crazy that the last thing on my mind right now is basketball? It's my day off, the spring break crowds have been tearing up the beaches (and casinos), and all my buddies at work are focused on the NCAA tournament. Me? All I can do is think about what I need to do next in my life.
I hate to admit it, but Biloxi is starting to grow on me. Yes, it's not Vegas, but then again nothing is. Work is great. Couldn't be better, actually. I've gotten to know the guys on my team quite well, and they've been incredibly supportive. This one guy, Coleman, has almost become like a father figure to me. What I once thought was cheesy and condescending advice has turned out to be some of the best direction I've received in a long time. He reminds me of my aunt Barb back in San Diego, and I'm so appreciative of the fact he's been patient with me and my issues.
Now I just need to figure out if I have the nerve to do what I want to do. I took a gamble leaving Vegas. I put my chips on the table. Now I need to know if I can actually throw the dice and take a chance. I've killed at the craps table before and won big, but this isn't a game. It's real life. It's my heart. I just don't know if I can let those dice fly right now.
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