STILL HAMILTON, STILL HAMMY FROM THE BLOCK



On my arrival back to New York from London, for what seems to be the fourth re-entry into the USA. I began to have doubts of my own actions. I felt homesick and for the first time in a long while I wanted to throw the towel in and fly back home.
I miss my family and I miss my friends and I without them New York is not the same.

It is too late to back down now. So I keep a positive focus that these ‘homesick’ feelings will pass. I must remain focused also on my goals and what I want to achieve.

While in London, my friends brought to light the thought the thought that I was becoming ‘all American’; my accent hinted an Americanism.
Yes I may have picked up some words that are said different from British English to the American English. ‘The Tube’ has become ‘Subway’, ‘Washing’ has become ‘Laundry and sometimes I mistakenly say ‘Pounds’ when I should be saying ‘Dollars’ and vice versa. But I defended that I was loosing my accent or even loosing myself.
“I’m still Hamilton”. I haven’t changed. Maybe I’ve grown up a little, become a whole lot more independent that has allowed me to be, well me.

I feel that in some ways I’ve become a lot closer to my friends in London, even though we’re now in different countries. Why? Perhaps the need to remain and keep in touch, I value my friends a lot. Communication via email and ‘Facebook’ is greater now that I am in New York then when I was living in London.

It is their positive encouragement and support and knowing that I have friends who I can see when I travel back home that pushes me.
I would love to be in London right now and be in the company of friends and family but knowing that I have their encouragement does enough to keep me wanting to strive for more here in New York.

I know that my career will take me to Producing and Directing in due course, as will the careers of my friends, will take them where they want to be; everyone’s got to make a living.
Amongst all our pursuits of conquering the world, it’s important to remember where we came from. No matter where I go, I still know where I came from and I know who my real friends are and I know on whom to rely on the most.

Don’t be fooled by my accent changing, don’t be fooled by my Kabbalah, the celebrity parties I attend, the places where I go, the air miles I cover between London and New York, the trainers that I wear. I used to have a little now I have a lot (!) I given up a lot to value the little that I have. It may not seem much but the amounts are starting to roll in and no matter where I go, I’m still HAMMY FROM THE BLOCK.

Next Blog: May 8th.