Another 7 days have rolled by and the inventory milestone is still on the horizon. It’s been a slightly traumatic week. I extracted DOG references from my personal journals from the years 2006-2009, which meant slogging through a lot of unrelated comedy and drama. Women I wanted that didn’t want me back, romantic scuffles and misunderstandings, friendships falling apart, near death experiences, bad business decisions, disastrous collaborations… masterful triumphs, subtle shining insights, orgasmic bliss, beauty beyond description, ecstatic sunrises, jade green thunderstorms, ethnic feasts, hilarious hijinks. 3.5 years worth. In the midst of these vivid literary recollections, my brand new significant other bailed on me – via text. So woof.
This movie has coincided with big changes in my personal life over the years, one might almost say that it has pruned away less than solid friendships. On the one hand that’s kind of sad, but on the other it’s exciting. There’s crazy birth energy behind this project, and only my best peeps will remain standing when it’s done. I don’t mind having my wheat and chaff automatically sorted. I’m a robust and profoundly loyal friend, but I don’t always require that to be reciprocated. DOG does. Push or get out of the way.
Here’s the latest recalculated projection for the milestones. Somewhere, Faisal is sniggering.
