Post-Show Blues & Pre-Vegas Hustle
Posted by Eric Welch on May 8th 2025
The show is over.The lights have gone dark, applause faded, and life snaps back to what it always was.
I wake with that heavy tug in my chest—that low-grade depression that sneaks in once the adrenaline burns off. Maybe it’s the booze. Maybe it’s the weed. Maybe it’s just the weight of hard living pressing down. But really? Deep down? I know what it is.
It’s the absen
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Summer of Shrooms
Posted by Eric Welch on Apr 10th 2025
hoose?Why is what I’m doing so wrong?Why can’t I have both—the freedom of creation and the grind of the hustle?
My mind was a thunderstorm, clouds colliding, loud as hell with no off switch.
I stumble into the kitchen, grab a glass of water, hold the counter to keep from spinning. Trying to retrace the night.
It started at Greene’s place. A few blocks away. Same neighborh
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Full Throttle
Posted by Eric Welch on Apr 3rd 2025
I was all in now,
deep in the world of community theatre.
And man… what a scene.
The juxtaposition of it all was wild. One minute I’m in the streets, flipping pounds and spending weekends under the neon glow of a club, and the next I’m standing in a circle at a Unitarian church, playing theatre games with actors.
It was surreal.
I kept my worlds separate—or at least, I tr
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The First Step Toward Change
Posted by Eric Welch on Mar 27th 2025
Evolving was something I needed to do.
If I was serious about moving to LA—serious about Venice Beach, about the art, about chasing the west coast sun instead of just daydreaming about it—then I had to quit talking and start doing.
And the art pulling me west wasn’t just about acting, drawing, or painting. It was storytelling. Becoming somebody that people thought I wouldn’
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