Been covering the Vermont political/news/media scene since autumn 1979. Way back before Bernie Sanders ever won an election and nobody had heard of Howard Dean M.D. other than his patients.
And for most of that time, I simply could not believe they were actually paying me to have so much fun!
But in the last few years, what had been pure pleasure had turned into work - drudgery, in fact.
Depression set in. Cancer followed. And, surprise! surprise! - beating the darn cancer did not change things. The depression, which those who've been there know is utter misery, came back. Why?
Because being "successful" at one's job does not mean being "happy" with one's life.
It has not been easy, mes amis, but the lesson learned in the last month has been positively enlightening.
I deserve to be happy - as do you - and if that means putting the period down, ending the paragraph on the last "Inside Track" then so be it!
Life is short. As my ol' pal Mike always said, "We're not here for a long time, we're here for a good time." And as I've come to realize, one cannot begin that new chapter of life until one closes the page on the current one. It's a big step to take, a risky one, but until one takes it, the misery reigns supreme.
Health-wise, things haven't been this good in Freyne Land in decades. And the writer within - the non-political columnist - has a whole lot of material that's been waiting much too long to get out.
Stay tuned. We continue our good relationship with Seven Days as contributing editor and blogger and who knows what's next?
The simple fact is that life is good...and getting better.
And I haven't been able to say that in years!