Beginning in 2013, I promised to blog daily. Well, less than a week later, I dropped the ball: Around 11:30 last night, the day had escaped me. And, rather than frantically writing some poorly planned excuse for a post, I instead opted to catch up with friends (whom I haven’t seen in nearly a month) over cocktails.
As dedicated as I am to this 365, er, 364-day-long endeavor, I realized something that many of the great artists, thinkers, and inventors of all time have often forgotten: Sometimes inspiration can wait.
The beautiful people in a person’s world (I call them my friends) are simply more important.