????After The Peach Dropped????

By Rafael Solece

There is something so profound about ringing in a new calendar year. The days leading up to it are extremely exciting, and alarming all at the same time. Lots of us spend time looking back over the year we’ve had. We play the moments out in our mind like some homemade movie; we reminisce over the highs and lows of it, the good times and the bad times, and the speckled people in between. Some of us crone over the things that we lost. While others give themselves a pat on the back, to praise their many accomplishments through out the year. Then the drinking begins as we toast to all our past, present and future accomplishments.
But after the peach has dropped; after I have kissed all the boys and girls standing around on Peachtree Street. After my BFF and I have laughed and finally sobered up from a night of drunken staggering through the streets with the other hoards of Drunken New Years Eve, night walkers. After the Holiday’s have ended, and the party is over. After the sun has come up on the first day of the year it is back to business as usual. For some people there is a complacency that comes with the day after. There are those of you that spent the first day of the year recovering from a hard night of partying. Some never left the bed, some never left the hotel room. Some of you probably had to get up and jump right back into work, but it was a slow start. The 1st day of the year is usually set aside for recuperate. Which is understandable, but for some of us, there is no time for rest.
We got to get up, shit, shower, shave, and get back on our grind. There is no time for complacency. No time for laying down. No time to figure out whoes underwear we have on? Instead we toss those unrecognizable briefs in the trash, put on a pair of our own (hopefully a clean pair) and get back to hustle., Weather it be recording that single in the studio. Writing that next novel. Finishing the prospectus for your new company. Whatever your hustle is your right back to work. Why? Because success waits for no man, especially not for you to recoup from being a drunken whore! Okay, maybe you were just a whore NYE, so what there’s work to be done.
So my fellow blogger’s, actors, models, singers, lyricist, artist, etc get up and get your ass to work. WE have a world to take over. Welcome to 2010, make it your year. I know I am!
Peace