A Different Time

A couple of days ago I met three guys from London here on vacation. As a person of color it’s refreshing to spend time with the like and we quickly bonded and have hung out the last couple of nights. Younger than myself, they seem primarily interested in bar hopping, drinking, and meeting women. Decades ago that would have been great but I’m reminded, as of last night for me, it’s a different time.

Up until nearly 5 a.m. it’s become a reality that I am no longer able to do things from a couple of decades ago. Honestly, I struggle doing some of the same things from a few years ago. Fellowship with kindred spirits, those not bound by geography is fulfilling and refreshing, but I may need to temper my activities. Since I live here and they are vacationing coupled with their youth my best course will be to slow down a bit. My reasons for being here(Cebu) are quite different and nothing or no one will deter me from my path.

Today, Saturday, November 23, 2019, I am grateful that:

Some of my ways of my youth have diminished and some are still evident. It’s great to be social, meet new people and mingle among the locals but I must rein in my enthusiasm.

Even with a deviation from my routine I’ve remain persistently purposeful. Meaning I keep my tasks needed for completion and complete my tasks. When the score is tallied, counts of late night escapades and new friends won’t result in debits but rather credits.

The needs for an illustrator and graphic designer are being met. Aaron has begun his search, on my behalf, and Jeremiah has contacts at home willing to assist as well. I will build the team needed to manifest my vision.

Thoughts of possible benefactors and the benefits thereof are planted and manifesting. It’s becoming apparent I’ll not succeed without the assistance of others and as well as my intentions, more is required.

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