Drink Your Breakfast, & May Your First Task, Be a Multitask

These are the musings of a guy still trying to figure out what to do with his life, and fearing that he might love the figuring a bit too much.

I was told recently that I might be attracted to questing endlessly toward far-off goals before abandoning them as their requisite commitment approaches. She might be right, but I’ll apply my hope for a different reason through argument.

Years ago I thought that I might be subject to a “two-year” rule. That every 2 years, I was ready to change my location and circumstance to some degree in order to stave off cabin fever. I transferred after 2 years of high school, studied abroad after 2 years of college, and moved from the east coast to Los Angeles, where now, after 2 years and change, I am waiting to break out into a new incarnation. Before it became a self-fulfilling prophecy, I figured that if 2 years in Walden were good enough for Thoreau, maybe constantly changing my path in a similar way could bring out my genius that has both shown itself as scurried away accordingly to its own whims for years.

Yet increasingly over my time in the West, a time marked by unforeseen personal growth and happiness with income and “professional” experience that amounts to nil, I have come to wonder if the search for my perfect livelihood has been a forever shifting mirage. I came to La-La Land to try my hand at writing for film, learning much about the craft of story and the workings of the industry but becoming so cynical about it so as to abandon writing altogether for months. This marks my first attempt to return to the written word, if for nothing else but to feel some kind of obligation to get my ideas beyond my thick skull.

And so begins my blog: Cup a’ Toast. My Italian grandfather used to call me a hard head – “cappo rozzo” – which in the southern Italian pronunciation sounded like “cup a toast” to my 4 year old ears, and remained so ever since.

What I’ve always been stubborn about: my curiosity in seeking the answers to the questions that keep me up at night or lead to excessive Googling, and an obstinate drive to pursue my intellectual passions while trying to get over self-consciousness and uncertainty.

Here I will air everything that teases my brain in the hope that any wisdom accumulated will not equal useless forgotten knowledge.