I am the Captain of my own life.

The ocean swells around us. Sometimes, we are in a bowl of water and sometimes on the top of the lip. The horizon curves.

We are sitting on top of the world.

In theory, anyone is on the top of their world at every moment, given that the Earth is truly round. But, it’s hard to see that in a subway under New York City and completely obvious out here.

The urge to change my mind and not go at all is enormous. I’m absolutely terrified to leave on that boat. But, if I don’t go, there’ll be one more broken person in this world who gave up a dream to sit in a chair, pick up the TV remote and shrink.

I am also an author. Please check out my novel, A Life Worth Dreaming About.

I can't wait to see what happens next. This is like a page-turner you can't put down or not watch.

Prose before hoes, muthafucka! I’ll be right over.