I Boarded A Jet at 3am

Cocaine Princess here.

Being a writer certainly means freedom. If tomorrow I feel like going to South Beach I can. There's no asking permission from the boss to take time off or finding someone to cover my shift. I am the boss. Valentina had called me at around 11pm last night, she knew what day it was and asked how I was doing. I told her I was ok. I told her about the latest rejection letter and then I started crying, it wasn't because of the letter but because I missed my mom. I guess it doesn't really matter how old you are but when you lose a loved one it hurts. I guess maybe the latest rejection had something to also do with it. All the frustration of trying to land a literary agent perhaps got to me. I try to be positive but I am also human and sometimes a cry is just what you need to release the tension. I just keep on remembering Snoopy's Guide To The Writing Life and all the little pearls of wisdom inside: There is only Faith and Persistence.
Valentina suggested that I needed to get away and take a mental break. Just forget about everything and clear my head let peace and serenity take over. Easier said than done. That is why I got on a jet at 3am to Cartagena, Colombia. In little over 2hrs I will have landed. I am so excited. Maybe Valentina is right, I do need to just forget about this. There's a saying, when you stop looking for something that is when you find it.

XOXOXOXO
Cocaine Princess