The last time I wrote to “ya’ll” was at the end of February! (Practicing my Florida there.) The last coloring page I offered was in May (although I do have a new one in the works). The last time I painted? I’m not even sure because it’s been so long! All I can say is this is my new norm because I got my JOMO working. No, that is not a typo (Muddy). JOMO is not particularly a new coin of phrase but for those of you unfamiliar, JOMO is the Joy Of Missing Out. There’s the Fear Of Missing Out — FOMO — and then there’s JOMO. I hope to step back from all social hype (because I don’t suffer from FOMO), and retreat to the woods to find my JOMO.
You go back, Jack, do it again, wheels turnin’ ’round and ’round
You go back, Jack, do it again …
Well, life is a gamble and so far I feel I’m on a losing streak but at the same time a jackpot winner. This year is about turning inward. It is about staying low and keeping my nose to the grindstone, sharpening my skills and developing new ones. It is about exploring the universe within me and plotting a course for a journey that may actually take me somewhere.
It’s been some time since I’ve written and here we are in a brand new year. Welcome to 2018 in which my mantra is “PAINT, PLANT, COOK.” My real goal is to make some kind of personal income but in order to achieve that goal I must paint, plant cook, repeat. This is what I know. This is how. It’s the how I am wrestling with.