A long, long time ago, there was a group of friends called: The Glam Gang, Tash was the singer, Steve was an actor, Kirsty was good at photography and beautiful, Graham always knew what was cool and I wanted to be a writer and documentary maker, they were inseparable and did everything together and their world was sparkly, shiny and bright, as they tackled the world with the optimism of youth and no fear. Then............. they grew up.
I hadn't thought much about our lost hopes and dreams till I was on facebook and I read Tash's comment about how some people make things happen, whilst others don't and others wonder what the fuck happened.
Lately, I have definitely fallen into the category of What the fuck happened and not in the almost fun way after a heavy night out. It's not that I hate my life, I have a job that on a good day I love, a cute house, funny hub and the coolest dog that ever popped 4 paws on the earth. However, was it what I dreamed of in those dizzy days of youth where anything seemed possible and every day, in the words of cook from skins was pregnant with possibilities.
So somehow I need to find a bit of the old me and finding my mojo or X factor, and maybe like lazarus rising from the ashes a bit of the glam gang will live on in me and we can all once again inspire each other.
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