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As we all head into the new year hopeful and optimistic, I think excitedly about opportunities for advancement and change. Heading into 2026, I was already working very hard to make some money as an Uber driver. As a temp worker at a Dashmart, I gave a fellow worker a free ride back to her home and as an Uber driver, I offered one of my customers a cold drink and a cherry soda for free to save her some money. I wanted to begin the new year on the right track, focusing less on myself and more on what I have to offer to others. It’s about little things like holding doors open for folks at a store. “Little Things” usually add up to a bigger picture. They may not tell you everything about a person, but a tapestry is indeed woven and stitched together by a thousand small threads.

Beginning later in the month I’m becoming a full time student to work on earning my Associate’s degree in psychology before moving to The Carolinas. I expect to use gig work to fill in the financial gaps for the lack of a full time job. Driving those late and quiet nights, watching the street lights many miles away from home as I wait for new ride requests to come in, I think about how lucky I am to be able to pursue my dream. Massage therapists use healing hands to bring joy and relief to those in physical pain, doctors heal the ill, lawyers fight for justice and counselors share that same desire by offering encouragement to all who struggle with their mental health. One day I hope to be among them.

From nothing comes nothing, so to reap I must sew. Even if I make a mess this year it will be a beautiful one. All of the pieces are there it’s just up to me to put them together. There’s not just one future but many. Many possibilities, many choices, endless outcomes. I enjoy the freedom of being my own boss and making my own way in this life. We all should be greatful we live during such interesting times with so many opportunities available to us. I’d like to believe that as an Uber driver getting back into the swing of things after such a long and painful hiatus, that I could hopefully prevent some drunk drivers from driving home drunk. Maybe some of them will have a wake up call that is softer and end up in a local A.A meeting instead of a jail cell, being brought up on charges of vehicular manslaughter and life crushing lawyer fees.

This year I want to give the past permission to stay where it belongs. I have done lots of soul searching about troubling times and have found very little value there. This blogging thing keeps me sane but sometimes it keeps me stuck. I enjoy what I do so I plan to keep doing it, but I am unsure of where things will go from here. I am tired and I am restless, but still hopeful for the future. I sometimes imagine living in a quiet wooded area in South Carolina in a town house or condominium with a girlfriend or boyfriend and a dog. Getting up during beautiful Spring mornings and going for a walk. To me that’s what growing up is. Accepting that you are no longer young and embracing the greying whiskers on your beard that tell stories of aging and wisdom. About how a young man grew and became a happier version of himself. I often feel that I am preparing to retire in my thirties-that living in The Carolinas is my final destination before I fully settle down and take on the very best that life has to offer with health, mental health and finances.

I would sleep in on the weekends, a big golden retriever resting at my feet on the bed. Woken up by chirping birds as I wake up from sweet dreams. I’d embrace my new identity as the youngest baby boomer to ever live because all I want is a simple life. Maybe I would do fine out there, driving Uber and having odd jobs here and there. Maybe weekends barbecuing with new friends, going to A.A and N.A meetings. I don’t see any children in my future. They are too stressful and we live in a world plenty full as it is. I don’t know if reality could ever live up to my fantasy, but I’ve seen things happen before that I once thought impossible. To me resting in peace before death is absolutely possible.