Home, Sweet Home

I entered the elevator, my hands full of bags of takeout dinner, and the stranger who entered with me asked "what floor?" and pressed the button for me. As we rode up (he got off way before I did), I thought about how long I'd been saying that floor. How long I've been living in the same place. Despite job changes that have made us talk about moving, and school choice crises that have made us think about moving, despite financial setbacks and space constraints that, over the years, have made us feel we could never stay, we are still here. That floor in our building is our home, and we have managed to keep it that way for a long time. And it feels good to walk in to a doorman who says "Welcome home!" and an elevator on which you press the same button each day.
 
In my reverie about the "comfort of home," I couldn't help but think about a blog post I read recently--a post by a friend of mine, who has recently started a blog, in which he describes his bi-coastal life as part of adapting to a changing industry. For him, the whole concept of "home" has had to change. In my eyes, he is a huge industry success story, but reading his blog, I see that success comes at a price.
 
I arrived at my apartment, feeling as though more than just a few moments had surely passed, as if I had experienced a life revelation of sorts. There is home, and there is success. In the best of all worlds, we can find a lot of both. Most of the time, we find a little of each. When are we the happiest? When we make our peace with where the two meet.
 
I  am excited to direct you to my friend's blog, billbernertv.blogspot.com. Whether you're interested in some technical/artistic views of today's TV production landscape, or simply in a different perspective on work and life, it's a good read.

No matter where we live (or work), I figure we can all use some new perspective once in a while.