Week 574: Working and Cleaning

Weekly Written Review 

All I want to do is work and clean. That's how I cope. 

Sunday, September 12, 2021

* Working on Echoes...

* Filing CD's and DVD's...

* Sleeping...


Monday, September 13, 2021

* Energy deflated...

* Agreement with my father about coming home...

* Stocks and Crypto

Tuesday, September 14, 2021

* Viewing/funeral...


Wednesday, September 15, 2021

* Attempted to see my father in the outside visiting area but he couldn't handle the pain. The pain of being transferred. 

* Paying Plantation bill...

* Porch cleaning...

Thursday, September 16, 2021

* Porch cleaning...

* Echoes of a Dream editing...


Friday, September 17, 2021

* Slept all day. Worked on Echoes of a Dream at night.

Saturday, September 18, 2021

* Mental Love flier design...

* Talk with Joe...

* Aaron House phone meeting. Myself, Atarah, and Pam. 

* Chinese food pickup... 

* Picked up Ziplock bags from Wal-Mart to start storing old tapes...

As the quest continues...

The future of Late Night

Motown Maurice

Week 573: Purposeless

Weekly Written Review 

My life feels purposeless now.

Sunday, September 5, 2021

* With with.. about leaving...

* Searching for my father... "Don't home unless you're walking...

Monday, September 6, 2021

* Emailing...

* Catching up...

* 20 pushes first the time since...


Tuesday, September 7, 2021

* Phones...

* Found a tennis meet-up in St. Pete. I left empty inside but I'm glad I played. Upon finding it, I requested to host a tennis event in my community. The next day, I was made a host. 

Wednesday, September 8, 2021

* Rest Haven visit. Paperwork...


Thursday, September 9, 2021

* Pulling weeds...


Friday, September 10, 2021

* Connecting with next-door neighbor Lucie. Picking weeds. Yard work.

* Emailing...

* Echoes research...


Saturday, September 11, 2021

* Echoes...

* Dog walking with Lucie...

* Crypto session with Atarah, hosted by Rodney...


As the quest continues...

The future of Late Night

Motown Maurice

Week 572: My Life Is Over - Devastation & Anguish

Weekly Written Review 

The task of composing a paragraph of the most tragedic ordeal of my life is currently not an option. As a result, I will bullet some of the events and emotions. The least worst thing that came from this was the inspiration for a full-feature documentary in the far distant future. I started working on the draft immediately. I also took several photos and vlogged throughout the devastation from this week and the next couple. 

Every day this week my eyes were full of tears. 

Sunday, August 29, 2021

* Preparing for my flight to Tampa...

* Crying all day long...

* Departed at 11:59pm...

Monday, August 30, 2021

* Arrived in Tampa at 12:09pm...

* Arrived home...

* Void...

Tuesday, August 31, 2021

* Numbness...

* Spoke to my father. Informed him...

Wednesday, September 1, 2021

* Blame... Accountability...


Thursday, September 2, 2021

* Conversation with Joe... Arrangements...

* Phone calls with Atarah, Pam, my father and Lulu...

Friday, September 3, 2021

* Funeral home search...

* Approximately today I got the idea for a very important documentary. 


Saturday, September 4, 2021

* I spent the week avoiding people. Even family that came to the gate. 

* Someone that was assigned to cut down a tree in the front yard showed up and I ran after him. He cried when I told him the news. I allowed him to cut the tree as it was intended. 

* Visits from Asha/Johanna...


As the quest continues...

The future of Late Night

Motown Maurice

What Now?

During the last 11 years, no one could tell me I'm not The Future of Late Night Television. Now, if you doubt me I'll say, "You're probably right." For over a decade I had purpose. Now I "feel" soulless. The difference between now and then was the presence of the one person that gave a reason to fight for. Now that the person isn't with me anymore, the point of my existence is in question, so are my goals and my so-called late-night destiny. 

A few weeks ago, I was a free-spirited young man with very few obligations. My life now is embedded with a myriad of challenges. I'm a broken man that will most likely cry at least once a day for the rest of my time. Life...? Is it wrong for me to want to get my life over with? Not take my own life but simply finish up whatever I'm supposed to do on this planet then move on. I hate having to continue this way.  

As for the status of this blog... Working on projects helps me cope. I can't confidently say that I will achieve my goals but I'll continue. I've been on this impossible path for a long time and frankly, that's all I know. I'm without faith, hope and I'm discouraged, yet, I'll keep going because I know my love would've wanted me to.

I wish I could confidently say, I will achieve my goals but I can't. My level of conviction is wounded. From this day forward, I'll continue. I'll try... Hopefully, at some point, I'll be able to try my best. With or without the achievements, I will live out the rest of my time trying to make my heart proud. 

As the quest continues...

The future of Late Night

Motown Maurice