Remolish: the rebirth of possibility

I used to have dreams, and then my life became one. But I forgot that it takes continued dreaming to stay in that dream state, lest I be awoken suddenly by the jolt of real life.

So I woke up into my real life, which had increasingly become a life that I no longer wished to live. So I have decided today, in fact, right now, to destroy it and rebuild it. Just like in real estate where a building must be demolished before it can be rebuilt or where an a kitchen is remodeled from an old form into a new one, destruction is intimately connected to rebirth.

I call it Remolish.

I don't like my life so I intend to remolish it.

It started with a slip of the tongue and a resulting spoonerism while talking to a friend about a remodeling project, and the word was born into my mind. Originally it just a mistake, but like any good mistake in an improvisational life, I decided to repeat it, to keep it and to make it my own. Thus, remolish.

This blog is about rebuilding. I am not going to dwell in the past. It happened. It was, it lived and now I am me. So that's where I will start, with me right now and my path forward.

I will discuss my goals, my audacious, hairy and presently unachievable goals. I will discuss my progress. I will seek out feedback, and provide it to myself. I hold the unwavering opinion that I am whole, complete and that I need nothing to succeed. I have all the pieces, I have the answers, it is now up to me to bridge the gap between potential and my present actuality.

Remolish.

Let's use it in a sentence: I am going to remolish the shit out of my life.