"So how did I get here – worrying about what kids eat? It's fair to say that turning 30 came as a cruel surprise to me. I hadn't really planned on making it that far, but there I was, and without a plan B. The restaurant business provided a degree of stability in that there were people who expected me to get up in the morning; and heroin, if nothing else, was useful in giving me a sense of purpose. I knew what I had to do every day: get heroin.
But by my late 30s, detoxed from heroin and methadone, and having finally ended a lifelong love affair with cocaine, I discovered a basic emptiness and dissatisfaction in my life, a hole I'd managed to fill with various chemicals for the better part of 25 years. I'd never lived in an environment where a child would have been a healthy fit, and I'd never felt I was a suitably healthy person. I don't know exactly when the possibility of that changing presented itself, but it was some time after realising that I'd had enough cocaine, that a naked, oiled supermodel was not going to make everything better in my life."
-- Anthony Bourdain from his new collection Medium Raw.
Tangentially related, in the sense that it's about being honest about what actually matters in one's life, Lee Kravitz, writer,* editor, father and husband of my lovely agent Elizabeth, has a blog post and video about asking yourself if you're happy. Extra treat for the knitters - the white sweater is a handknit.
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* His Unfinished Business is about just that - and is, by all accounts, an amazing work that helps the reader figure out what he or she needs to do in order to let go. But I'm fairly certain there are no oiled supermodels in Kravitz's book. Next time.