Authors Note: STAY TUNED

It’ s Bobby’s story that encouraged me to finish what I started.. At the lowest of my lows, I came around drinking my troubles away. Often, I heard of Bobby sitting at the bar. I grew curious, I never did like social media, but this began to change my perspective. It all connects some how, social networks, community, resources, media, knowledge, you get the idea. I had quit my union job although it paid well because I wanted to know what I was capable of. I missed out on Vivian working all the time, maybe my art would give me the freedom to be by her side. Maybe it was a little crazy, to quit without a nickel to spare, maybe it’s a little crazy to quit without knowing my next move, but what is crazy? What defines it? Is it simply what’s outside of society’s norms? Who determines what is crazy and what isn’t? I questioned my own sanity, staying up for days and nights, obsessing over pattern formulas. But what about my beliefs? That the things I do are relevant to my future. And what if nobody sees my vision? Does it not exist? I heard of Carl Jung’s philosophy, how our dreams start invisible, nobody can see them, but if your vision is clear, with focus you manifest them into reality. And what if I succeed, and if I fail, I still succeed for taking a chance than to have done… nothing at all. I also heard about the theory of people impacting communities and communities impacting people, I, myself, choose to believe in this. Thanks to Bobby, in my life, I have witnessed it myself, the growth of an individual create growth in our community. Come to think of it, Bobby’s burgers might have been the reason I made some of my dearest friends, as I consistently returned for burgers, I grew relationships with familiar faces. I conclude, after a year of observation, obsession doesn’t make us crazy, and art, it comes in many forms, even a burger.