"LA Darkness"

My new glasses make me feel like a literary arts student discovering Allen Ginsberg for the first time.

On a completely unrelated note, I just discovered Allen Ginsberg's poetry for the first time.

I've been getting my first taste of "LA Darkness" (as it has been described to me) as have many of my friends.  It's that transitional time when the ladder just stops in the middle of the air...and that fear creeps in.  That lovely fear.  You can see other people climbing, but you're all out of rungs and you're not so sure you can get down without breaking your neck.

Its times like these when little gifts help to keep you from losing your mind up there.  Little gifts that put that light back into your heart.  Little gifts that  stave off the darkness.

Sometimes it's a beautiful girl. Sometimes it's finding a community.  Sometimes it's as simple as someone telling you "Hey, I like your blog."  Or your script.  Or your new glasses that you kind of regret buying.

You've got to cherish those little gifts. Especially amidst the darkness.  You might be convinced there's something you don't have that would make you happy... but even if you get it, the darkness follows.
Because the darkness gets around. 

So be thankful for the other stuff.  The unexpected stuff.  The safe places that shine a light on you, even if you only go there once a week.

We're all trying to get somewhere.  Be somebody.  Make something.  And we will...

In fact, maybe we already have and we're too stupid to appreciate it.