Like many other online people, I was intrigued when Matt Chevy put out a Tweet last fall asking for 5 people to participate in a “top secret” project he was working on.  Cautiously I responded to say I might be interested if he gave me more details.  I love collaborating with people online, but I like to make sure the project is solid and in-line with my writing style.

That was when I learned that the project was VERY cool and actually had NOTHING to do with writing.  Instead, it was a series of videos that Matt was inviting people to record for The Epiphany Moment.   He described it to me as a moment in my adult life (I’m still in my 20’s til May, I can claim I’m a young adult, right?!) when something just “clicked” and I made a major life decision.

Knowing what many of my peers would write about careers and living situations and education and first loves, I racked my brain to think of something that would be original and worthwhile to contribute.  A moment that would hopefully inspire and make people see life in a bit of a different light.  But what did I have to offer…I had taken many of the conventional and safe roads, nothing daring and outgoing…nothing good enough for the people who would read this.

It didn’t take long for me to realize that of course I had a story to tell.  When I was barely 21 years old I was diagnosed with fibromyalgia, which is a chronic disease which causes widespread pain and tenderness throughout your entire body.  Sometimes I’m barely able to get out of bed in the morning, let alone go through my day.  Other times I have to ditch plans with friends and lay in a field feeling stupid and foolish.

Here’s the quick (less than 3 minutes) video I recorded about the decision I made:

Epiphany Moment – Elisa Doucette from Matt Cheuvront on Vimeo.

You can view the rest of the videos in this project here, they are all amazing in their own special way.

Listening To: I Have A Dream – Amanda Seyfried (Mamma Mia Soundtrack)

Ok, so that title makes a lot more sense when you hear the theme song from Welcome Back, Kotter in your head like I do (a little too frequently sometimes!)  But nonetheless it’s been ringing through as I get back into the swing of updating my own blog posts here on Ophelia’s Webb.

Don’t get me wrong…I don’t think I could have asked for a better anthology of posts on love than I got from the All You Need series.  And towards the end of February I really started to miss blogging.  But then March came and I stared at a blinking cursor, suddenly paralyzed by the idea of hitting publish.  Putting my OWN thoughts out to the world to read, writing tiny little pieces of internet manifesto for people to comment on, somehow keeping up the momentum and brilliance of my series and more importantly the other writers who contributed…all these things terrified me.

Photo Credit: Getty Images – Bavaria

But writing is kinda what I do, so I decided that it was time to push through and jump right back in.  Plus, I started getting really jealous reading all sorts of brilliant new posts in my Google Reader, Re-Tweets, and one of my favorite E-Books ever by Colin Wright.  And it was really getting taxing checking my TweetDeck every 3 minutes to avoid working.

Since there are many new readers round these parts, I figured I’d give everyone the low down on how stuff rolls out, how to connect with me OFF of Ophelia’s Webb, and other little goodies.

• New Posts come out here (on Ophelia’s Webb) on Tuesdays and Fridays.  Starting again in April every other week you can check out a newly profiled #BlogCrush to add new pretties to your Reader/Vibes/Etc.  Make sure you are subscribed to get all the new stuff.
• Most of my relationship adventures and love-dovey-mushy speak have moved off of Ophelia’s Webb to my relationship column on MaineToday.com, The Single Slice.  New articles hit there on Sundays and Thursdays.  You can check out the column here or just save yourself some time and effort and subscribe here.  Feel free to read and comment lots, it keeps me employed. 
• Any special content, like updates to the All You Need series, contests, etc will post on Mondays.
• To get a regular update of all the new posts, my brilliant status updates and photos of life in and around Greater Portland, Maine we should hook up on Facebook.
• Have stuff you’ve always wanted to ask me but maybe been a little too shy?  I signed up at Formspring so that you can do just that!
• I also still write for various websites, blogs, magazines, etc so make sure we are connected on Twitter so you can get those awesome bit.ly’s.

Most importantly, no matter where we connect, make sure to drop me a quick line to introduce yourself cause I love meeting new people!  Plus, that way I’ll know you aren’t a creeper.

Thanks for all the support throughout the All You Need series, there are still some great surprises that will be released in the upcoming weeks.  Hope my regular readers got as much out of all the amazing guest posts as I did, and I really appreciate you staying on.  Welcome to the new folks and enjoy the ride!

I want you to get swept away out there. I want you to levitate. I want you to…sing with rapture and dance like a dervish. Be deliriously happy, or at least leave yourself open to be. I know it’s a cornball thing. But love is passion, obsession, someone you can’t live without. I say, fall head over heels. Find someone you can love like crazy and who will love you the same way back. How do you find him? Well, you forget your head, and you listen to your heart. And I’m not hearing any heart. ‘Cause the truth is, honey, there’s no sense living your life without this. To make the journey and not fall deeply in love, well, you haven’t lived a life at all. But you have to try, ’cause if you haven’t tried, you haven’t lived.” – Anthony Hopkins role as “Bill Parrish” in the movie Meet Joe Black, heart to heart father/daughter talk

Love is a crazy, dizzy thing. Sometimes it’s all so beautiful I can hardly stand it. I want to capture it. So I take a photograph. To make time stand still. I freeze the moment for all eternity and hang that memory on a wall. But then that doesn’t seem like enough. The photograph allows me to recall that exact same vision I once had, but it doesn’t give me the movement. The way that one strand of hair kept blowing across her face, attempting to unite with her bottom lip. Or the way the early morning sunlight pardoned the rain, reflecting and dancing across the small of her back from the dusty windowpane.

There is video, but not even film can capture how the scent of her perfume and the warmth of her body lingers on my sheets, skin, and soul. Even with all the modern marvels of technology, you can’t completely recreate the image, the movement, the sensation, or the emotion tied to it all. I realize I can’t capture time the way she’s captured my heart, but I still want to live in that moment forever. I don’t want to ever forget how big she smiled, how sexy she danced, how long she laughed, how sweet she smelled, or how she made me fly. So what do I do?

I pull her close to me and hold her. Hold it. So I can remember this moment before it slips away. It makes me sad that moments like these pass as quickly as they came. And then it hits me. I may lose this very moment in time, but there will be plenty more moments in the future to live! That is the moment I smile. The moment I exhale.

I think Louis Armstrong sums up my feelings best on love, life, and all the beauty surrounding both.

“What A Wonderful World” by Louis Armstrong
I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and you
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue and clouds of white
The bright blessed day, the dark sacred night
And I think to myself what a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying how do you do
They’re really saying I love you.

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know
And I think to myself what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself what a wonderful world.

It’s amazing how much beauty there is in the world. But what’s really amazing is I never seem to take notice of any of it until I’m falling in love. That is clarity. Discovering she has made my world wonderful and made me deliriously happy.

All You Need Blogger: David Stehle

He’s had some good romances, some bad romances, and most likely too many one-night stands. A few months ago David decided to tear up his heart and shut it down. He had a manwhore relapse. Today, he stays open…because you never know when lightening will strike! David is the Founder of a Network Security Consulting company by day and blogs at The Rest Is Still Unwritten by night, with the love of a Bulldog by his side. Follow him on Twitter @davidstehle

Song: Louis Armstong – What A Wonderful World

“Photography is a way of feeling, of touching, of loving. What you have caught on film is captured forever… it remembers little things, long after you have forgotten everything.” ~ Aaron  Siskind

Pam: Hey my aunt told me something neat.
Jim: Yeah?
Pam: She said everything with the wedding goes by so fast we should try to take mental pictures of the high points.
Jim: Oh, wow, that’s cool.
Pam: Yeah.
Jim: (mimes taking a mental picture) Click! Oh, you blinked. Dammit, now that’s in my brain forever.
Pam: Oh.
Jim: (mimes scrolling through his mental camera looking at mental pictures) Lousy picture.
Pam: We should have hired a professional to take the mental pictures.
(The Office – Niagra Parts 1 and 2)

All You Need Blogger: Melissa Mullen

Melissa has been photographing love and relationships nationwide for 10 years. The intensity of emotion on the wedding day to the delicate and intimate time of having a baby is a great combination of the simple moments that she loves to watch unfold.  Her journey has allowed her to live and grow her business in New York City, Los Angeles, Orange County, San Diego and ultimately home to the East Coast.  She currently calls New England home.  She loves every opportunity she has to pick up her camera, considers it an honor to document life and is inspired by her unique connection with each of her clients.  Follow her on Twitter @throughtheseyes

Song: Stars – My Favorite Book

“Happily ever after” is one of the most damaging myths about love.

The implied storyline is that boy meets girl, they have some initial struggles, but eventually get together and live happily ever after.

The narrative makes it sound like once you have found love and got it, the “ever after” will be effortless, you can just sit back and enjoy the “happily” part without doing much to maintain it. Goal achieved, nothing left to work for.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

“Happily ever after” requires a hell of a lot of work in the “ever after”-part of the relationship. Love is not something that “happens”, it’s something that is built one day at a time.

What “happens” to people is what I’d like to call hormonal Lust at First Sight. Love may or may not follow.

Photo Credit: Getty Images – Jamie Grill

People tend to mystify our natural biological processes and call them things they are not. What happens at first is nothing more than your animalistic, basal biological instinct to reproduce, a drive that comes from your genes, not your heart.

Love is what makes us rise above being simple, instinctive animals. Love is something that is more than just following your hormonal impulses.

Emotionally mature people can build deep, lasting spiritual and intellectual connections with the people they chose and are compatible with. Connections that are built on the reality of what the other person is, rather than the unrealistic fantasy of the personal angel you want someone else to be for you. Connections that are built on mutual respect and understanding rather than the need for your own ego to be validated.

Yes, it may all start from the Lust at First Sight, biologically triggered attraction, but for love to grow and last, it requires effort if it is to outlast the honey moon period.

True love is the product of a conscious effort to build, grow and nurture the emotional and intellectual connection that people hold to each other. It is not something that “happens.” If you leave love too much to chance and do not maintain it, it will inevitably deteriorate and die.

Just ask yourself: how many relationships seem to deteriorate shortly after marriage? It’s like a lot of people think “goal achieved” and then just sit back and relax once they’ve gotten married.

I believe the prime reason for the sheer amount of divorces and break-ups in the world is a lack of insight to the fact that love requires work and effort. If you believe in an effortless happily ever after love that will always feel like when you had your first kiss, you clearly live in cloud cuckoo-land.

If you want a lasting love and bond with someone, don’t leave it to chance: take control of it, and make a conscious effort together to build it and let love grow.

The “ever after” part of “happily ever after” requires a lot of work and maintenance.

But it might just be worth the effort.

All You Need Blogger: Wille Faler

Wille is an entrepreneur and freelance software developer intent on breaking free from the 9-5. He has an insatiable appetite for challenges, ideas and understanding human nature, subjects which he often writes about on his blog Adventure Capitalist. You can also follow him on Twitter: @wfaler.

Song: Frank Sinatra – The Way You Look Tonight

I’ve been in love…you know, the romantic kind.  The kind where you “just know,” and all of your preconceived, Hollywood-inspired notions go right out the window, because this is the real deal.  It’s tremendous, terrifying, all-consuming and at times, truly indescribable.

But, as so many of us have painfully discovered, romantic love isn’t necessarily everlasting love.

The love I’m talking about grows with you, and becomes greater even when you’re leading separate lives and don’t talk half as much as you’d like to.  It’s the kind of love that enables you to pick up exactly where you left off without missing a beat, even if it’s been nearly a year since you last saw one another.  In my opinion, it’s one of the greatest loves you can hope to find in your life: the love that comes with having a true best friend.

Photo Credit: deviantART – Social-Disaster

I was lucky enough to find mine in the room next door during my first year of college.

Love is sleeping on a hardwood floor when your best friend drags you to meet her new pseudo-hippie boyfriend (who happens to not own a couch).

Love is not rolling your eyes and disowning said best friend when she falls for yet another pseudo-hippie and proclaims she’s going to dread her hair.

It’s watching Jeopardy at your respective apartments and typing out the answers as quickly as possible on AIM when you should be doing a million other things…because it’s just not as much fun to watch alone.

Love is being able to speak openly and honestly about everything: your strange childhood obsession with the Princess Bride, your irrational fear of dolphins, and the aftermath of your parents’ messy divorce.

Love is calling the Rape Crisis Center and sitting in the ER exam room through the entire messy ordeal when your best friend is having one of the worst days of her life.

Love is committing her favorite engagement ring to memory so when one of the luckiest men in the world pops the question, you can make sure he’s got the right goods.

Love is feeling like you could conquer the world together.

I wouldn’t be near the person I am today was it not for the love, friendship, humor and kindness of my best friend aka hetero-life mate Andrea (who patiently tolerated my temporary fixation with boys who lacked regular personal hygiene habits.)  Of course, she mercilessly teased me about them afterward, but I wouldn’t expect anything less of her.

She was the first friend that I’ve never held anything back with.  I never questioned my ability to trust her, or to be able to count on her in a time of crisis or celebration.

I am a better and bolder person because of her.

While she’s kicking ass and taking numbers in conjunction with getting her Master’s in Public Administration in Kansas City, I’d get in my car at 3am and drive through the Illinois flatlands going a buck twenty the second she needed me.  And I know she’d do the same.

All You Need Blogger: Ellen Nordahl

Ellen Nordahl works in marketing and social media at a firm in Madison, Wisconsin.  When not watching midnight reruns of Jeopardy! on the Game Show Network, playing Bananagrams or compiling the perfect playlist,  she blogs about life, career, and other topics that strike her fancy at ElleLaMode.com.  She’ll be moving out of the Midwest to Texas or Colorado in the coming year…or at least that’s the plan for now.  Keep tabs on her @ElleLaMode on Twitter.

Song: Peter, Bjorn & John – Young Folks

Love is effortless.
The love that most of us want is the love that makes us feel good. People are addicted to the euphoria that comes with The Firsts. The first time you make eye contact. The first phone call. The first date. The first kiss. The first… you know.

The combination of the adrenaline, endorphins, and newness of it all is a pretty potent drug and we get hooked fast. Since these feelings are all based on chemicals that we have no real control over, not only is the experience addictive it’s effortless. We don’t have to try to love this person. We don’t have to remind ourselves of their “good side”. Everything is so… natural.

Love is work.
Then one day that natural, effortless feeling starts to wane. Things get boring and routine. Quirky personality traits slowly become annoying, and that song “Did I Shave My Legs for This?” makes so much sense.

If the only reason you’re in a relationship is so that you can feel all warm and gooey inside then this is a good time to bail and begin your search for your next high lover. I don’t care how many romantic date nights you go on, the “oh my goodness he called me!” feeling will go away. This is just a fact of life. From here on out your relationship’s success will depend on the amount of work you put into it.

Photo Credit: Getty Images – Dave & Les Jacobs

Love is acceptance.
A relationship that has the power to change you and make you a significantly better person requires the willingness to accept. You’ll have to accept the boring and mundane. You’ll have to see all of this person, the good and the bad, and choose to love rather than judge.

Love is trust.
Now comes the hard part. You’ll be asked to trust. You’ll have to trust that you can show him your ugly, selfish, vulnerable side in all of its hideous glory. That? That is scary. Showing someone the part of yourself that you spend 99% of your day hiding and defending is scary as hell.

Love is a miracle.
Truly believing that someone can see all of you and still respond with love? That’s a miracle. A beautiful, life changing miracle.

All You Need Blogger: Marie McKinney-Oates

Marie McKinney-Oates is a relationship counselor focused on helping couples before they tie the knot. When she isn’t counseling, she’s at home fighting with her husband about healthcare, President Obama, and whether or not they should encourage their cats to “Just Say No” to catnip. Her counseling thoughts can be found at Marriage Studio and her catnip thoughts can be found at McKinney-Oates Cereal.  You can also follow her on Twitter @marriagestudio.

Song: Dave Barnes – On A Night Like This

I worked at my previous consulting job for a year after graduating college. No office romances, I was told by people and career blogs alike. Of course not, who would be so stupid? Even though my consulting company was full of people who cross-hooked up with each other in a drunken haze, I was always on my best behavior when hanging out with people from work. Or drunk somewhere else.

Then, nine months into the job, I got a new office mate. “You’ll learn to love me,” he said jokingly in the first week while I shrugged him off. Slowly but surely, we started talking. And sharing songs we liked on YouTube. And making each other laugh. Before I knew it, caution went out the door and we started seeing each other.

My feelings for him developed so fast. He was so smart, so great in team meetings. He constantly made me laugh. We both felt so comfortable with each other and time spent with him flew by. And then he would flake. He would say he’d call and wouldn’t. I would go crazy waiting for him to call and then pretend everything was fine and casual the next day in the office. I invited him to spend New Year’s with me and my friends. We partied all night long and he kept telling me how amazing I am. My head was in the clouds.

Photo Credit: Getty Images – Jonathan Kitchen

Which is why it hurt so bad when it all came crashing down. I started a new job immediately after New Year’s and that’s when his phone calls stopped. And he started ignoring mine. It took me only two unreturned phone calls to figure it out and I stepped out of the situation, mostly to keep my pride. Except I was still in it – I was involved as ever. I would block him on GChat and then download a program to see if he blocked me. We’re not friends on Facebook, so I would friend our co-workers in hopes of catching a picture of him, of finding out what he was doing. My behavior was obsessive and stalkerish – who was this person and where did the confident me go?

My mind did not understand how you could be close to someone in one moment and have them ignore your existence the next. I did not understand how I did not matter to him anymore, how he could act like I never did. My mind kept turning on itself, remembering how in love I was and not willing to accept that it was over. Or that maybe most of it was in my head. Maybe to him it never meant that much. Maybe he just needed someone when he was lonely.

For a month I cried myself to sleep. I cried when walking to get lunch during the day. I cried in the bathroom at my new job. I cried in the shower. I called a friend and cried to him for an hour every evening, while he told me that this too shall pass and that I really should not be expecting much from 23-year-olds. I read books about depression to feel better, to feel that someone understands. I went out with friends, dressed up, laughed and flirted with other guys only to come home and cry myself to sleep. Every weekend I woke up with a sharp feeling of loneliness. My browser search history was filled with “do people reconcile” and “how to make him come back.”

It’s funny how this story sounds like a thousand other stories I’ve read in my search for an answer of what went wrong, how I could get him to come back or just start feeling like my old self again. It’s been a month since I talked or saw him and I only now am starting to feel like he’s moving into the past or that my present is moving out of the dark cloud I found myself in. At least he did me a favor by cutting me off completely – no taunting “I miss you” text messages at 2 am.

I still wonder what the hell happened. How I could have been so lonely, then so happy when he came along and so depressed and lonely again. The thought of him not caring about me is getting less painful every day. I wonder what it means to love at 23. I know I was in love with him, but I wonder if he would invalidate it or think that I’m crazy for thinking that. I wonder how I can ever trust yourself again to launch into something with someone else, having been discarded so easily and abruptly.

And yet I know that I will.

If I had to do it all over again with him, knowing the painful outcome, I would jump into it without a second thought. And I will launch into something new without a doubt because those moments are worth it. Those moments where you feel so comfortable that you do no have to talk, when you are so happy and so in love are worth the pain that follows.

All You Need Blogger: Irina

Irina is a young professional working in San Francisco, trying to figure out this whole love thing.

Song: Robbie Williams – Feel

2010 is the self proclaimed “year of love” for Matt Cheuvront. Yes, that’s right – this is the end for me…I mean, it’s only the beginning to a lifetime of marriage with my beloved to-be-wife Lierin.

Love is a funny thing, isn’t it? You are never ever prepared for it when it hits you in the face on a mild August night at a party with NO booze (but plenty of ice cream sandwiches). That’s when it hit me – almost five years ago now – that fateful night when I THOUGHT I knew what love was, but then really started to learn what it was all about. And now, five years later, here I am, about to dedicate my life to the unconditional love and support of another human being. In retrospect, here are some of my personal thoughts on love and everything that comes with it.

Love makes you nervous

I remember my first date, or actually my second one (the first one didn’t count) – I was in the 6^th grade and it was my second time seeing Titanic. The first time, I couldn’t muster up the courage to even go for the hand hold – the second, oh man, let me tell you, I had made my way all the way to the arm around and…yep, you guessed it, pop kiss. Fast forward to August of 2005 – my first date with my (now) fiancé to see The 40 Year Old Virgin and even then, at 19 years old, I still was nervous about going for the hand-hold. Not because I was totally…inexperienced…in that area, but because love is different. Love does that whole butterfly thing – love has you awkwardly yawning to put your arm around someone. Love takes things slow, and relishes in those awkward moments that take your breath away.

Love gives you confidence

Love may break you down – it may totally take you out of your comfort zone, but it also has a way of making you feel like you can do anything in the world – that you can accomplish anything and everything – that “I’m the man! Chest-bump, high-five” feeling. Ladies, don’t act like you don’t know what I’m talking about either. Love is the ultimate confidence boost – seriously. Every day I wake up next to a beautiful woman. Umm…+1 to confidence. When I write a less-than stellar blog post (yes, even I come out with a few duds from time to time) my fiancé still tells me she loves it = +1. Just having that awesome love-aura thing floating around makes you feel that much better about every single day.

Loves comes in many different forms

I may be 3 months out from the biggest day in my life (so far) – but that doesn’t mean that you should all go out and find your future spouse today. Love can come in many forms – and you can’t force it. If you don’t have that “romantic” love in your life right now – share your love with the world around you. Love your dog, love your family, love your friends – love IS all we need – without it, whatever “it” may mean to you – life just isn’t as sweet.

Your date is sitting right next to you, ready for you to reach out and grab their proverbial hand.

Will you do it?

Or are we going to have to sit through Titanic another three times? At least we get to see Kate Winslett’s boobs – AND it’s only PG-13! BAM!!!

All You Need Blogger: Matt Cheuvront

Matt Cheuvront is an Internet Marketing Developer, Social Media aficionado, and freelance web designer living in Chicago. Being the Master of Ceremonies over at Life Without Pants, Matt writes from a “no pants” perspective on life much less restricted. Want to see how far the rabbit hole goes? Check out his blog, visit his website, or reach out on Twitter today and say hello!

Song: Foo Fighters – Miracle

Around this time every year, people either pair up as boyfriend and girlfriend, do some sort of half-committing by naming each other their valentine, or break up under the pressure of their impeding relationship.  If a relationship with a signification other ends, a support system of friends is most likely waiting to pick up the pieces.

Great friends can make you feel loved, just as much as a boyfriend or girlfriend.  Collectively, friends can show you more love, because you can have more than one!

I have a great support system in my family.  I couldn’t imagine life without them, they have shown me more love throughout my years than I could hope to repay.  For me, the love of my friends is an amazing bonus, that makes me wonder how I dealt with life before having such a great network.

While you can’t choose your family, friendships are formed purely based on shared interests and experiences.  Good friends love you enough to tell you the truth, even when everyone else doesn’t have the heart to say anything.  In my life I encountered a few different types of friends, based on what I was going through in my life.

Photo Credit: Getty Images – Moment

High school friends were there from a very young age and and helped me to navigate through all of the drama in high school when a look from a boy/girl was a life and death situation.  Love from a high school friend meant they could tell me honestly that Susie was just trying to make David jealous by being my date to the prom.  It also meant that they would be there no matter what, in the eternity that four years of high school seemed to fill.  Upon graduation, the doubt that I could ever love friends as much as those in high school weighed heavily on my mind.

Friends in college are a different breed.  The weird music, television shows and movies that weren’t cool in high school are celebrated upon entering college and served to help me form new friendships.  The bonds formed from that blank slate that is freshman year still connect me to some of my friends today.  They became much stronger bonds after we studied all night together and then used the weekend to collectively blow off steam.  These friends shared in my overwhelming stress of finals week and were always there to greet me at the beginning of every new semester until one day, college was over.  Love from these friends stems from fighting together in the trenches of school, career opportunities and pursuits of the opposite sex.

There is no question that I wouldn’t have made it through the tough times that I’ve experienced had it not been for the brotherly (and sisterly) love of my friends.  However, what has been most important is having that person beside me who cares about me and can identify with what I am going through.  Friends who knew me better than my parents did when I was a teenager, who could relate to my struggles making the grade while seriously dating in college, and those who could identify with my frustratingly short professional career.

The love of friendship has meant so much to me in the past.  Countless great nights have been shared with friends.  We also have taken turns talking each other down off of the ledge.  February is all about the love of your valentine, maybe we should all remember the love of our friends.  Those people who have been by our side long before our significant others came along.

All You Need Blogger: Ben Wilcox

Ben is a guy in his twenties who was raised in the Midwest who has recently moved to Baltimore, Maryland area.  He has an obsession with anything music and football or dog-related.  Through his blog, www.benjamintwilcox.com, he seeks to provide a blueprint for self improvement and contentment for everyday life.  You can follow him on Twitter @benjaminwilcox.

Song: Where Everybody Knows Your Name (Theme from Cheers)