My wife hates to hear me talk about this topic, so you should know I'll be in trouble before you're done reading this post, so I'm going to go ahead and set up a separate bed.
First and foremost on my mind lately has to be where we live. For an urban area, Chicago is the best place in my opinion, but I am sick of the life here in the 'burbs with its poor road infrastructure, distribution warehouses, and flat farmlands. I want life in the wild, surrounded by trees and streams and rivers, with great views of mountains, lakes, and wildlife. Washington, Oregon, Idaho, and Alaska haunt me and pull to me. It's becoming a type of religious calling for me at this point and I don't want to regret never being there.
I want to write comic books. I'll publish my own if I have to, but I'd rather get discovered by a company and begin working my way up from there. I've really been working lately on writing when I can and making time for it more often, Even when I am not writing, I'm constantly thinking about stories and how to lay them out in each panel. This is becoming my passion and I need to give it the attention it deserves.
And speaking of comic books, I can't get rid of this itch that I have to actually open my own comic shop. I love comics so much and I want to see them marketed and made cooler than anything else going on out there. This one would take money, but I know I can make it work, and I'm so ready to put this out and give it my best.
Regardless of anything, I keep thinking of a quote that goes something like this:
"20 years from now your greatest regrets won't be for what you've done, they will be what you never tried."
I think it was Mark Twain who wrote that, but I'm not sure anymore. Either way, I think about it every day when the three dreams above take over.
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