Yep. Rob Lowe.
Here is a great quote I read from him in Success Magazine. It was in reference to how he adjusted to failure and having his career tank a few times.
He said: "The first thing I do is move on. It's easy for me to say three decades in. If you asked me that question when I was starting out, I would probably have a different answer, but now I know how many happy accidents have to line up for something to work. You can be sabotaged on 70 different levels on any project, wittingly or unwittingly, and I know that even in failure, it can lead you to a path of more success. I believe that. Now you either believe it or don't believe it, but if you do, you don't look back."
Happy Accidents. I like that idea. There were times in life when I thought I was losing and things would never get better. Looking back, I was actually winning; I just couldn't see it at the time. It's like a turn in the road that you can't see until you walk (or crawl) a few more steps. Life is funny that way.
Okay here is a new poem:
The Roof Next Door
There is a man nail-gunning a roof.
Not my roof. The roof next door.
And he’s hitting that thing
like his life depends on it.
It must be satisfying.
I’m jealous of his job,
he gets to fix things and know they are fixed.
I am a writer who is forever chasing stories,
never quite sure of the endings or beginnings.
Pop Pop Pop. More nailgun.
I always pictured myself in a bigger house,
listening to my husband working on the walls, or the floors.
So many things change. I keep writing stories.
There is always pain and pleasure.
I should learn to accept the two as sisters.