Old Friends…
Are the best kind. Had an amazing few days with Dave and Justin, my old friends, catching up listening to each others’ mixes and putting the year in perspective. Dave had a rough 2001 which he’s only just begun to emerge from in the last month or so. Justin, like myself, moved to a more and is envisioning setting down roots in Chicago. Me, I’ve bought a place to live, am contemplating life after Central Booking and chasing a dream of the perfect career that doesn’t feel like one. Dave said once this weekend if you’re chasing a dream, you’ll never work a day in your life. The analogy I came up with is that dreaming is, in large part, about having faith, about climbing a ladder with the city stretched out below you and jumping, knowing you’ll catch a gust of wind and fly. And even if you don’t, your old friends will be there to catch you when you come down.