When I moved down to Orlando, I managed to achieve a childhood dream. I was away from Indiana, living less than an hour away from the Happiest Place on Earth (copyright Disney, do not use without permission unless you want people in large costumes to break your legs). I could see myself visiting constantly, and developed great ambitions about finally writing about one of my favorite subjects.
Nicole and I found a wonderful group of Disney devotees who met at the parks every week. I planned to write about every attraction the group was scheduled to visit, cataloguing the entirety of Epcot in the process. An ambitious plan at best, but a complete failure once life intruded.
First, remaining projects with work absorbed more and more of my time and creative energy. Then, Nicole gained a steady client at work, unfortunately one that was scheduled at exactly the time our newfound Disney group met every week. Finally, the family business for which I continued to work finally called it quits after more than a decade, requiring me to throw together many last minute projects to get by without a regular income.
Although things are far from stable yet, I decided it was time to start writing again. My childhood dream was to live next to Disney World, my adult dream is to write about it. It's time to make that dream come true.
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