Friday, February 24, 2017

Assembly Required

Someone once said, ~Life is like a box of Legos with a picture of what it's supposed to look like but no assembly instructions.~ If you think about it, life can most definitely be compared to a box of Legos in the sense that you're given the opportunity to create and build something completely from scratch. For it's a thought provoking situation indeed as each one of us are in all intense and purposes provided with the essential building blocks in order to connect them together whereby making something that resembles or at least closely resembles what we've imagined for ourselves. You see, unlike an instructional manual that comes with the package there isn't one that doesn't necessarily come with life itself whereby giving step by step instructions for a finished product that is not only being constantly rebuilt, but changes continually over time.

Let me ask you this question concerning life's comparison to a box of Legos, are they all the same pieces or does it consist of a wide variety of different ones? It would considered to be a fair assessment to say Legos come in a wide variety of different pieces in size, shape, and not to mention form as well. Thinking about it further, the friendships we've built up over time, in a manner of speaking, with people who first started out as unpackaged complete strangers are now considered to be valuable, as well as priceless friends who come in a wide variety of different sizes, shapes, colors, forms, ethnicities, etc. True, even though they may not all fit/connect with each other they perfectly fit/connect in an imperfect way to certain aspects/areas of our own lives that hopefully holds strong and doesn't fall apart for years to comes.

As I said before, unlike an instructional manual that comes with the package there isn't one that doesn't necessarily come with life itself whereby giving step by step instructions for a finished product that is not only constantly changing, but rebuilt continually over time. Thinking about it further, one's own professional career can certainly go through constant changes and rebuilding in regards to completely starting over for a fresh new start. In the other words, starting a career path of your choice or a new business venture of your own where you're your own boss. What it primarily comes down to is making the difficult and/or scary decision of going back to square one disassembling, so to speak, the job you had to start from scratch whereby figuring out a way to reassembling a career you want that is most satisfying in your eyes.

Without a doubt, a box of Legos and love/true love are synonymous with each other in such a way that you have to have the right pieces in order to create something that you're absolutely proud of. Of course, some vital/important pieces can go unfortunately missing or broken over time causing what you want to not be fully complete. Oftentimes, when it comes to matters of the heart vital/important pieces such as trust, faith, hope, honesty, respect, intimacy, understanding, compassion, contentment, commitment, communication, etc. can come up either missing and/or broken leading one's own heart to be incomplete. However, when you meet someone who has all the vitally important pieces that were broken or have gone missing in your own heart because of bad past relationships you'll be able to build a strong, worthwhile connection you both can look proudly on together.

In retrospect, the picture on the Lego box of life actually takes hard work to build what you professionally and personally want. You see, it may look easy enough with the essential pieces placed in front of us knowing full well it will take time, patience, and tremendous amount of creativity on our part. Hey, when unexpected changes happen in life you have to have a creative mindset while building certain aspects of our own life. Granted, what each one of us are trying to build for ourselves tends to not turn out what we have going in our head even though we can see it clear as day. Yet, we make the best of what we've got with the pieces we're provided with even though they may not be all flashy or even considered to be cool for that matter. In the end, there are two words that we have a tendency to ignore in the Lego box of life and it's usually written in tiny letters: assembly required.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Thar She Blows

Author/Writer Herman Meville wrote, ~...Aye, Aye! and I'll chase him round Good Hope, and round the Horn, and round the Norway Maelstorm, and round perdition's flames before I give him up. And this is what ye have shipped for, men! to chase that white whale on both sides of land, and over all sides of earth, till he spouts black blood and rolls fin out...~ Let me ask you this question, how many of you are currently in pursuit of and striving for your own white whale? For it's in your pursuit there's quite possibly a strong mix of focused hard work and not to mention stubborn determination to have those aforementioned goals/dreams achieved in which they can turn into a complete obsession. Family, career, something to cross of their bucket list, etc. are the metaphorical representations of the quintessential white whale that's possibly within reach and a made was promise to yourself in not letting it slip through your fingers. Essentially, it's that particular obsession that will either end up killing you or find yourself absolutely conquering it.

As I said before, each one of us have our own dreams/goals we're individually striving for to where it can be considered a personal and/or professional white whale. Thinking about it further one can seemingly develop a Captain Ahab like mentality when chasing/going after what can be viewed by others as so tremendously enormous in size and scope, as well as how incredibly ambitious it can seem to the point where it borderlines maybe even far surpasses absolute madness. Hopefully, there are no loss of limbs suffered and unfortunately replaced while your own pursuit is happening. In any case, when it comes to the madness of accomplishing set goals/dreams it can certainly give any person the motivation to push himself/herself far beyond what their capable of in order to achieve it no matter the obstacles placed in front of him/her. What it primarily comes down to is being in control of your own mindset instead of it having it control over you unlike Ahab.

If you think about it, Captain Ahab's maddening obsession for Moby Dick wouldn't have happened without his crew of the Pequod to assist him in his vengeful pursuit of the white whale. A crew that consisted of a Nantucket Quaker, a pure blooded Indian, Ishmael, chief mate Starbuck, second mate Stubbs, and third mate Flash along with 4 harpooners Fedallah, Queequeg, Tashtego and Daggoo. Among the crew, it would be Chief Mate Starbuck who would make a conscious and genuine attempt to persuade Ahab who has spent at least 40 years hunting for whales to return to Nantucket see their families together, which unfortunately fails. In other words, he became the calm voice or reason within the all out madness that is happening. Oftentimes, there comes a point in our maddening obsession to achieve and make possible the impossible you're glad to have your own version of Starbuck representing family, best buds and/or gal pals who are the much needed voice(s) of reason we need to hear for our own sake at times even if we don't want to hear it.

For the question can be asked, how long have you been in pursuit of what is considered to be your white whale? Of course, Ahab's obsession with Moby Dick took a matter of 3 days and what it also took was his very own life as well on that fateful 3rd day. How? He was caught/tangled in the rope and dragged into the sea by the very thing he pursued after hitting the white whale with a fashioned special harpoon made from a bag containing racehorse shoenail stubs. Ultimately, it's a sad state of affairs when the goals/dreams you find yourself metaphorically harpooning for is suddenly too much to handle and the next thing you know you're tangled up, in a manner of speaking, causing you to realize you've gotten yourself in way over your head. I think it's safe to say it's an overwhelming situation indeed and sometimes it's too late to free yourself as you end up pulled then inevitably dragged down into the sea of failure. Without a doubt, don't allow yourself to be caught/tangled in the rope of focused obsession that it pulls/drags you down leading it to be one of the main root causes of your untimely downfall.

In retrospect, the only surviving crew member after the Pequod was completely destroyed by Moby Dick was Ishmael if you read the book. In any case, there a comes a point while in pursuit of your personal and/or professional white whale where there may possibly be a number of casualties. Yet, at the same time you hope you don't lose the crew that has supported or continues to support you through the highs and lows of navigating through the treacherous, rough seas that is journey of your life. Granted, it's a terrifying thought but don't let that fear of "what if" stop you from going after what you've set out and/or wanted in heart to do for quite some time. Instead, let it be an incentive. Personally speaking, my white whale has and continues to be a profession in the area of computer art/animation or work with kids at Disney World in Orlando or Disney Land in California. In the end, I say to each one of you happy hunting pursuing your own individual white whale and when you finally see it go for it in hopes you have a smile on your face as you think to yourself or say out loud the following 3 words: thar she blows!

Thursday, February 02, 2017

A Tale As Old As Time

Walt Disney once said, ~If he could learn to love another and earn her love in return by the time the last petal fell the spell will be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years passed, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a beast?~ I think it would be safe to say that when it comes to what is considered to be the top ranked most favorite Disney animated movie of all time Beauty and the Beast, its truly synonymous with love/true love. For it's a seemingly truly relatable story indeed and it certainly tugs not only at the heartstrings and childhood, but at the inner child in all of us who grew up watching the movie. Thinking about it further, there are certain aspects with the movie and/or characters that represent/mirror the oftentimes beastly reality in regards to the so called curse of living the single life and hopefully one day have it be broken leading to finally experiencing one's happily ever after.

Without a doubt, the very last line in Walt Disney's quote most definitely makes a tremendous impact for anyone who has felt/is feeling like they'll never be loved after constantly suffering utter heartbreak as did Beast after dealing with being cursed by the Enchantress for so many years. In some aspect, those that are living the single life ask themselves the same question to where they possibly feel as if they'll be forever dealing with the beastly curse they've been inflicted with and the mixed emotions along with it that can certainly be tremendously overwhelming at times. Anger, doubt, frustration, disappointment, hopelessness, bitterness, contempt, etc. are quite possibly what The Beast experienced during his self imposed exile within his castle. Of course, its those same aforementioned emotions The Beast felt can also be felt by a person who has the unfortunate mindset of not being able to break the spell of the beastly curse of utter heartbreak to the point where he/she has been exiled within the castle of himself/herself. So, how long have you been in a self imposed exiled in the castle that is within yourself?

As said before, there are certain aspects within the classic animated movie and/or characters that represent/mirror the oftentimes beastly reality in regards to the so called curse of living the single life and hopefully one day broken leading to finally experiencing one's happily ever after. If you think about it, one of those aspects is the rose encased in glass with the petals falling on by one, which in this particular case represents of one's own heart. You see, if the glass represents the human heart then the key elements of true happiness such as trust, faith, respect, honesty, hope, understanding, compassion, contentment, commitment, communication, etc. are a representation of the individual rose petals that drop. It seems women, more so than guys, find themselves standing in front of the glass encasement of their heart and watching each petal fall one by one whereby their hopes of a strong, worthwhile relationship to break the spell increasingly fade. The question remains though, are you still hoping of what's left holds on and doesn't fall or are you simply waiting for the last petal to drop?

Let me ask you this question to those who are living the single life, how many have you have encountered or have ever been in a bad past relationship with a Gaston-like individual? For the most part, there may be quite a number of people who I surmise quickly raised their hand knowing they've dated in the past, were in relationship with, or were married to someone who even though had the superficial looks was a horrendous beast on the inside. In other words, don't judge a book by it's cover. Speaking of books, it's one of the quintessential themes in the movie in both a literal and figurative sense as Belle encounters two men who knowingly and/or unknowingly give her perspective on what absolutely defines matters of the heart. Of course, the same applies in the dating scene when encountering someone who'll give you a totally different perspective unlike any other. What it primarily comes down to is finding/meeting someone who has the innate ability to open up your heart like a book thus opening yourself up to in all intense and purposes read new, surprising, thought provoking, as well as amazing experiences within.

In retrospect, like Beauty and The Beast the true test of one day meeting/finding your best friend for life may very well come down to the following 2 choices: taking or letting go. Oftentimes, a difficult decision must be made because you're looking out for his/her best interests. Unfortunately, it's a sad state of affairs when there is a selfish all about me mentality in a relationship where the guy/girl only looks out for their own interests and the person he/she supposedly loves gets nothing in return. In any case, it's nice to know you're not all alone in this as you have best buds/gals or should I say your own versions of Lumiere, Cogsworth, Mrs. Potts, Chip, Featherduster, Footstool, etc. as your unwavering support and will always be by your side no matter what. In the end, I say to those who considered themselves cursed I hope the spell cast on you, in a manner of speaking, is finally broken someday by someone who knows the true meaning of falling/being in love and together experience something similar to a tale as old as time.

Friday, January 27, 2017

Aftermath

Jerry Gillies once said, ~Confront your fears, list them, get to know them, and only then will you be able to put them aside and move ahead.~ Without a doubt, dealing with the pain of utter heartbreak can most definitely take a personal, mental, emotional and not to mention physical toll on anyone. Thinking about it further what is equally painful is not allowing yourself or refusing to deal with the resolved issues that have a tendency to be a seemingly haunting, tortuous reminder that annoyingly linger in one's own thoughts, feelings, and/or emotions regard a past relationship. Oftentimes, there comes a point where the plethora of mixed emotions swirling within leads a person wanting to have a have to face confrontation with the following 3 aspects or abstract conceptual embodiments of matters of the heart: death, time, and love. So, the question remains what would you want to say to death, time, and love if you had the opportunity/chance to confront them?

If you think about it, when it comes to confronting death pertaining to dealing with a bad past relationship and the unresolved issues associated with it can feel as if a part of you has metaphorically died. In other words, that sense of feeling dead inside because death in all intense and purposes took or should I say ripped/torn the very soul of hope away so much so it left a considerably cold, empty void in one's heart to where there is a possible lack of empathy, compassion, and feeling. However, what certainly replaces it is the emotion of anger in knowing how patience, trust, hope, respect, faith, understanding, honor, intimacy, compassion, contentment, commitment, communication, etc. are the innate essence of hope's soul of which were ripped/taken away by the grim reaper leaving behind the haunting pain of utter heartbreak. Essentially, it can most definitely be a frustrating and tough situation indeed to regain those back from death itself to feel like that sense of hope has not only been brought back to life, but restored fully once again.

I think it's safe to say death and time are so closely synonymous with each other in such a way that they may very well be one and the same. In any case, it's been said that time heals all wounds but at the same time it can feel in some ways like a prison cell within yourself, which is a fate worse than death. For it can be a time consuming situation being locked within yourself and wanting to be so desperately freed as it slowly instead of quickly moves forward. You see, while in your mentally self imposed prison sentence you want to confront time for mentally and emotionally wasting the time of a truly regrettable past relationship thus potentially destroying the ideal concept of what love/true love is to you. Granted, it causes you to constantly wonder if time is slipping away and the more time gets away from you the farther in distance of where or should I say who you want to be with grows increasingly larger. Yet, what it primarily comes down to is having that mindset that time is a precious gift and it frees you in a positive way rather than wasting it all in a negative way of thinking.

Let me ask you this question to those who are living the single life, how many of you would want to confront love and give it a piece of your mind? The answer would a unanimous and resounding yes I'd say. As I said before, wanting to have a face to face confrontation with love and being able to be given a reasonable explanation as to why the trust in betrayal and why you've been countlessly left holding the personal, mental, and emotional ashes that stains one's own heart to the point where it has physically effected you. True, it can be quite difficult to want to wipe away the darky, ashy stains of unfortunate relationships past and no matter how hard you try it won't go away thus spreading, as well as potentially covering his/her/your entire heart with doubt, frustration, sadness, disappointment, bitterness, hostility, resentment, etc. However, don't ever allow yourself to completely say goodbye to love because those stains will someday be wiped away by someone special who by when you look deeply into their eyes, hear their voice, or by the touch of their hand letting you know your heart won't ever be broken again.

Andy Andrews said, ~When confronted with a challenge, the committed heart will search for a solution. The undecided heart searches for an escape.~ In retrospect, dealing with unresolved issues of bad past relationships are always challenging and sometimes you just have to confront them so that you be finally be stress free from or you'll find yourself always be imprisoned by them. Yet, all it ever takes is having the opportunity to let yourself talk to with or at least have someone quietly listen knowing full well the floodgate of emotions will possibly burst wide open. Ultimately, the death of true happiness is never permanent as some claim to believe as it's merely temporary rather than permanent leaving you with time to focus on yourself instead of finding a solution in another relationship to escape in. In the end, the face of love will eventually find it's way back to you in the aftermath of committing yourself in confronting the challenging obstacles after coming face to face with death and time.

Monday, January 16, 2017

Heart of Gold

George Eliot once said, ~Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with a breath of kindness, blow the rest away.~ If you think about it, when it comes to the matters of the heart it can at times feel as if you're a prospector panning for a strong, worthwhile relationship worth it's weight in gold. What's primarily being panned for is the absolute comfort in knowing and truly feeling a sense of safety without having one's own thoughts, feelings, and/or emotions not only being weighed but measured as well, in a manner of speaking. However, there's most definitely a reason to celebrate when suddenly finding yourself in all intense and purposes striking it rich after constantly sifting through the proverbial dark and murky stream otherwise known as the dating scene.

As I said before, when it comes to matters of the heart it can feel as if you're a prospector panning for a strong, worthwhile relationship worth its weight in gold. True, it can certainly be a tough and not to mention frustrating situation indeed for those living the single life panning through the waters of the dating scene because of how dark, as well as murky it can be. Essentially, one hopefully finds within the so called dating scene stream of murky darkness after sifting through it all are the bright, rich elements considerably important in one's own pan, representing the human heart. Thinking about it further, the bright and rich elements such as patience, trust, respect, faith, love, honor, honesty, hope, intimacy, understanding, compassion, contentment, communication etc. have been deemed considerably rare, as well as hard to find these days; but at the same time its out there waiting to be found if one doesn't give up entirely.

Without a doubt, a prospector will come up empty and depending how long that streak will last it leads to a plethora of mixed emotions. Oftentimes it's those aforementioned mixed emotions like anger, doubt, frustration, sadness, disappointment, utter contempt, bitterness, etc. happen when coming up empty in regards to panning for then sifting through the golden possibility of true happiness. Unfortunately, finding the right spot/location doesn't always pan out, so to speak, whereby the determination to keep going gradually becomes lost. I think it's safe to say the same can be said when it comes to the mindset that there aren't any good men or women where he/she is currently located. You see, with the use of social media nowadays an individual can now make his/her attempt behind a computer to digitally pan for and inevitably sift through the dark, murky online stream of Facebook, Instagram, eHarmony, OKCupid, Plenty Of Fish, Tinder, Match.com, etc. in hopes to strike it rich.

Let me ask his question to my fellow prospectors out there, do you know what mineral pyrite or iron pyrite is? If you answered fools gold then you would be correct as the mineral's metallic luster and pale brass-yellow hue give it a superficial resemblance to gold. In a sense, men and women can certainly think they've struck it rich only to be totally fooled by the superficial outward appearance regarding a potential forever best friend. Granted, it can be quite difficult to differentiate between what's real and not real because of how easily foolish one can sometimes be into thinking along with feeling he/she may have a relationship that's good as gold. What it primarily comes down to is taking the time and having the patience to pan for then sift through with careful hands or should I say a careful heart in making the proper judgment on whether the quintessential mineral tests concerning the guy/girl in question come out to be 100% pure gold.

In retrospect, being a prospector in search of gold is a daunting task that can take months or maybe even years of their lives to where they may possibly see absolutely no results to show in their efforts, which is a profession of highs and lows. However for those living the single life like myself it may take months or even years all the while experiencing the highs and lows of dating to one day strike it rich in love/true love. It's a sad state of affair when people give up and quit despite getting so close because they've managed to let the negative rather than the positive aspects get to them so much so it pushes them to the brink of insanity. Ultimately, it sometimes all boils down to is a matter of luck and not to mention the right tools at their disposal. In the end, no matter how long it takes you just have to keep digging and panning then sifting through until you eventually discover all the bright rich elements you've been hoping to find in that certain someone special who'll have a heart of gold.

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

See You Again

Henry David Thereau once said, ~On the death of a friend, we should consider that the fates through confidence have devolved on us the task of a double living, that we have henceforth to fulfill the promise of our friend's life also, in our own, to the world.~ Let me as you this question, what are the character traits of a best friend? Essentially, character traits such as trustworthiness, loyalty, being non-judgmental, sticking with you through thick and thin, dependability, listens to you vent, etc. are considered to be a number of ways that best describes an immensely beloved individual called a friend or in this particular case a best friend. You see, for those who had the privilege to have gotten to know Michael "Biggie" Rawlings they have their own personal stories concerning their friendship with him and I think it's safe to say we could all sit for hours on end sharing the good times along with the bad. Here is my story.

Without a doubt, the start of every friendship has a beginning and ours all began in the Summer of 98' at Fred G. Smalley Youth Center. Thinking about it further, I would be introduced to him when I was eventually assigned to Biggie's 10 & 11 age group and upon my first initial meeting with him he seemingly exuded a free spirited, charismatic, friendly charm. For it's those aforementioned character traits where he had the ability to welcome you in with open arms along with putting you in a comfortable sense of ease knowing full well the insane chaos I didn't know I was getting myself into. Of course, it would be 13 years of miraculously surviving the utterly insane personal, emotional, physical, and not to mention mental chaos known as The Insane Asylum all-the-while establishing a strong, cohesive bond with a guy who didn't just become my friend and former co-worker as he also became my brother.

As I said before, Biggie Rawlings wasn't just my friend and co-worker as he also became my brother. Granted, we were never blood related and despite that fact it didn't stop us from continually insulting, as well as arguing with each other as normal siblings do. For the most part, I've spent more time and hung out with him in the past 14 years than I did with my own brother. The Dynamic Duo is what we come to be known by others to the point where if either one of us saw someone usually from the Youth Center there first initial question he/she would ask where the other is. In addition, there would most definitely be a humorous point of contention between the two of us pertaining to who should be Batman because neither of us considered ourselves to be Robin. Needless to say, I disputed his claim to be The Caped Crusader by telling him he's incapable of scaling up past the 1st floor side of the building whereas he countered with how there is a height requirement being The Dark Knight.

January 11th 2017 marks the 3 year anniversary and the day where family/friends paid respects to a son, brother, friend, and/or former co-worker. Yet, it wouldn't be the standard funeral as myself and few others wore wrestling shirts instead of suits in his honor. As I recall, that whole week from January 4th-10th I was able to hold myself together until the funeral on the 11th. While sitting there in the front row, I felt all the emotions that I held in come tearfully pouring out and it was a sense of therapeutic release because beforehand I didn't really deal with it. In any case, I was the first to speak and I shared several things one of them being that 2 days after he passed away I nearly texted him because Jake "The Snake" Roberts showed up on a old school edition of WWE RAW, which is a moment that made a deeply emotional impact knowing what I was about to do.In hindsight, I appreciated all the texts, phone calls, and Facebook messages I received from people who were concerned about me during that whole week.

In retrospect, when you've spent so much time with a guy you've deemed a brother as I have you know things. If you think about it, the things that seem insignificant are now in a way meaningful such he's the type of a guy who's a die hard Miami Dolphins/Hurricanes fan, is a huge fan of Prince, liked Dr. Pepper, a lifelong pro wrestling fan, and he didn't have a drivers license due to a somewhat reasonable fear of driving. However, one of the things that stands out and those who know him can attest to this is that he never really liked wearing underwear. According to him, he found it cumbersome and freely admitted it to the point where there were conversions with myself and others on why wearing underwear was a considerable hassle. Hey, it's part of who Biggie was in his own unique way. In the end, I along with many others will have Biggie in mind on this particularly solemn day and we all know we will see you again, which is a song from the movie Fast 7 performed by Whiz Khalifa featuring Charlie Puth.

Tuesday, December 27, 2016

A Year To Forget (Last Yodaism of 2016)

Brooks Atkinson once said, ~Drop the last year with the silent limbo of the past. Let it go, for it was imperfect, and thank God that it can go.~ Without a doubt, 2016 is considered to be The most heartbreaking, unbelievable, and not to mention shocking year indeed to the point where a MIB neuralyzer would be very much needed in wiping away any memory of its existence. Thinking about it further, its an existence where part of one's own childhood has been taken one by one and the year long presidential election was tortuous beyond belief. I think its safe to say there is general consensus among everyone that this year has taken a toll on us personally, mentally, as well as emotionally.

As I said before, 2016 is considered to be THE most heartbreaking, unbelievable, and not to mention shocking year indeed where a MIB neuralyzer would be very much needed in wiping away any memory of its existence. Sadly, 2016 took no prisoners and didn't stop in taking the livesof such legends starting with Ziggy Stardust otherwise known as David Bowie. Unfortunately, little did any of us know that Bowie was just the beginning of the seemingly personal childhood onslaught where a number of legendary musicians/singers/producers, athletes, and actors who many of us grew up with up are now gone. Alan Rickman, Aton Yelchin, Prince, Gene Wilder, Florence Henderson, Muhammad Ali, George Michael, Motorhead's Lemmy, Alan Thicke, Kenny Baker, and just announced earlier today Carrie Fisher.

Speaking of Kenny Baker and Carrie Fisher, their deaths are and still remain unbelievably heartbreaking and shocking because of the deep connection to Star Wars. Personally speaking, my introduction to Star Wars was at the very young age 6 watching Empire Strikes Back. You see, even though my all time favorite character is Yoda, Princess Leia along with R2D2 hold a special place in my heart. For it's a sad state of affairs when the announcement of the actor who portrayed R2 Kenny Baker passed away causing a tremendous impact amongst the Star Wars fandom. However, the biggest impact thus far was the shocking news of Carrie Fisher suffering cardiac arrest during a flight and then her unfortunate passing left many fans including feeling completely heartbroken.

If you think about it, this year's presidential campaign was something resembling an utter circus and I'm not referring to the fun kind either. Essentially, it was a year where a bunch of circus clowns rather than potential candidates attempted to say and/or do anything to garner the nation's votes. Granted, it was considerably entertaining to a certain extent only to get more mind numbingly annoying and tortuous beyond belief so much so you wondered how ridiculous it would get. The question would certainly be answered when Trump and Clinton became the final 2 candidates leading to a nasty divide among voters giving way to a much nastier divide by way of verbal/physical assaults once Trump won inevitably becoming the President Elect.

In retrospect, the year that now shall not be named has had so many moments you want to forget such as the Dallas/Orlando shootings, the Clinton email scandal, Zika virus, all the protests happening, etc. Yet, there has been some things that have happened this year that have brought mostly everyone together one of which is the Chicago Cubs winning the World Series after a 108 year drought. In any case, I'm sure I can speak for everyone else when I say we as individuals are looking forward or in this particular case urging 2017 to get here soon and hope nobody else falls at the hands of the year that shall not be named. In the end, it has gotten to the point where enough is enough where we'll collectively and happily say good riddance because it truly is a year to forget.