The Mayan Calendar was wrong; no one knows what will happen. I like to think that the best outcome is something I can't even dream of, a goal that is yet unnamed. My childhood best friend would say,"Go where the day takes you."
But today, something else happened.
Today I published my first column with the National Enquirer.
It's not my favorite piece of writing. The editor had a way with some of the words, a snappy bedazzlement of the fonts, boldface, italics, and a peppering of phrases that I'd never repeat.
But it's the first one.
That's the best part. There will be more. And life will continue to make more things, that I could never have imagined happening, happen.