Escape the pit of despair with these 3 powerful elevators

When despair sticks your heart in the mud, the best way out is an express elevator.

The fastest elevator ride in my life was recently with my son, Jack, on the outside of the Comcast Center building in Philadelphia.

As soon as we stepped on, the door shut and we shot off the ground like a clown in a circus cannon.

The sky shot reminds me of three express elevators beckoning all of us out of the pit of despair.

Hemingway’s Depression Lights Up a Detour to Hope

Ernest Hemingway’s depression illuminates hope.

Not from the path he took. But the path he ignored.

On October 6, 1958, Ernest drove toward the site of his eventual suicide.

What he really wanted was a stiff drink.

So, he finds a bar in Sheridan, Wyoming.

Another patron says, “Look who thinks he’s Hemingway.”

Ernest wondered the same thing, tormented by . . .

His mantra, “Above all, endure,” wasn’t working.