The city that once felt like a playground now seemed like a prison. My drinking was spiraling out of control, and I could sense that the people around me were losing patience. My bank account was a reflection of my life at the time – empty and chaotic. Every dollar I managed to scrape together was quickly drowned in a river of alcohol. The one thing that kept me going was my work at Sirius XM, where I’d meet with Storm to film another episode of Weekend Work. One day, we were scheduled to have Kid N’ Play as guests on the show. As I entered the studio, I couldn’t help but feel a wave of nostalgia wash over me. I remembered watching their movies and listening to their music when I was younger. Their energy and humor had always brought a smile to my face. But now, even their presence couldn’t lift the darkness that had settled over me. As the interview went on, I found myself sinking deeper into my thoughts. I felt invisible, standing behind the camera as if I didn’t exist. The room was filled with laughter and excitement, but all I felt was anger and frustration boiling up inside me. I couldn’t understand why my life had taken such a turn. Why couldn’t I be happy, like I was when I was on stage, performing for a crowd that hung on my every word? My thoughts drifted back to the times when I was in the spotlight, the euphoria of being on stage with my band or hosting my radio show. Those were the moments when I felt alive and free and when I truly believed I was destined for greatness. But now, here I was, a shadow of my former self, drowning my potential in an ocean of alcohol. I was no longer the magnetic performer, captivating audiences with my voice and passion. I was just a cameraman, capturing someone else’s story while mine faded into obscurity. As the interview with Kid N’ Play came to a close, I couldn’t wait to escape the studio and return to the refuge of the dark room where Brenna and I stayed.

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