First, my mother was in the hospital when I arrived home. She is fine and healthy. Simply a staph infection on her elbow. It was just a bit frightening to deal with mentally. So when I saw Next To Normal I cried the entire night.
I'll be leaving back tomorrow. Where I am due to meet up with the ShyGuy. Just hang out and talk, I don't know what to expect. It won't necessarily be a comfy visit, but it's just has to happen.
I've been thinking of alternate life decisions I want to make. Everyone upstate discusses my motivation and ambition. When they tell me of it I feel so confused. I haven't been doing anything. I mean I have, but now I am in that lull. Hopefully for only one more month too. Or else I don't know what will happen. Something will happen.
I'll get back to you when I know what's going on.
Like an Iguana at the end of its rope, so are the days of my life...
My heart is cold-blooded
- E.Iguana
- Blogs are just outlet for my eccentricities and logs of my fall into obscurity. At least once a week I feel introspective and attempt to write about it. I often fail. I also like musical theater.
I read to live in other people's minds...
- Eat Your Jelly Beans
- Everything I Know I Learned from Musicals
- He Sang of Sanguine
- He Who Laughs
- Hunter and Gatherers
- Jeff Hiller
- Josh & Josh are Rich and Famous
- Life @ 28
- Man in Chair: Musing of a Life Long Theatre Geek
- Marx The Spot
- Obsessed With Broadway
- One Hand on My Joystick
- Ranting Details
- Shelf Support
- Simply Broadway — An Actor's Blog
- The Gospel According to Marc
- The Lunar Gemini
- The Playgoer
- The Search for Love in Manhattan
1 comment:
So often it's the necessities of life that play the horribly dual role of bane and benefit:
bane in their impending sense of obligation and benefit in the structure they provide.
You're perfect just the way you are.
Now it's just a matter of finding out why so you can recount the reasons to yourself before you fall asleep and as soon as your eyes open in the morning.
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