Calling from a cab

A musical acquaintance of mine just called me out of the blue from his job driving taxi. He had just found out from a fare that I had left my job at Discovery, and he was calling to tell me he admired the decision, having made a similar one some years before.

The timing couldn't have been better. I am worried, as I face the New Year, about how it's all going to work out. I'm excited, too, because I've got a lot of opportunities at the moment, but let's face it, I'll breathe a sigh of relief once some money really starts to flow.

And there's the rub. I'm in better shape, artistically and philosophically, than I've ever been. I've got my priorities right, according to every new age self help book on the shelf. I'm putting family and friends and creativity and all that stuff first, and working for the man a distant last.

I'm renovating my house. I'm booking gigs. I'm developing new skills. I'm building relationships with clients. I'm eating properly and sleeping well. I'm spending time with good people. I'm getting it all together! And I'm getting support from all quarters, which is great.

Still, I can't help wondering... when I get it all together, will I be calling another young artist to tell them they're making the right decision, leaving the straight and narrow path? And pardon me for asking, because it doesn't sound quite right, but.... will I be calling from a cab?