I thought of a quasi-friend of mine the other day – a guy who owns a great condo in Mammoth. The WHAK clan (Wylie-Hegyes-and-Kesslers and other hangers-on) stayed there for one of the best family vacations ever. Oh and my friend Brooks too, God bless her for putting up with the all-night partying that even a pair of earplugs wouldn’t protect against. But we got really good at Rock Band. I digress.
I LOVE LOVE LOVE Mammoth. If you haven’t been there yet, I suggest you get thee to Mammoth ASAP. The winters are a fairytale of ice and snow and of course the skiing is great. I’m sure my quasi-friend bought his place becuase he felt the same affinity I do with Mammoth and on some level wanted to just hunker down there for the winters in front of the fireplace, skiing days, reading nights, long walks over the stone covered streets. But he does not because he has a non-glamorous business in L.A. that he has to work at all day every day and then steal away to Mammoth whenever he gets the chance. And I feel bad for him. In reality he is only living half his dream.
Then I thought, is that what I’m doing? Am l living half my dream? Because I have a day job? Should I down-size, cut back, and just cut out? Quit my day job, paint all day? Hell, why not move to Mammoth? Buy a little cabin. One with horns on the walls, thick slabs of pine, stone and everything painted black and lavendar. Put my Bloomersberry wallpaper up. Have a fire going. Live my Whole Dream. What is your whole dream?
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Cin,
I read your blog today after not seeing it for several months. I have to tell you that it was very soothing to read your words of wisdom and thought. It took me back to a summer where you stole my heart and mentally took me places that I had never been. You truly have a gift, and the words you chose to describe yourself were right on, I hope all is well, thank you for being you.
Jeff
What is your whole dream?