Where has the time gone? I can't believe it's been so long since I've last posted. And it's not that I've been up to anything…definitive. Time consuming, perhaps, but not entirely enlightening. Christmas has come and gone, along with a blizzard that kept us in Indiana a bit longer than I wanted. I missed home and my dogs and my comfort! It was good to go back to visit family and friends, but it was even better to be home. Now, back to the task of figuring out what I am supposed to be doing…
Time waits for no man. Nor woman. Nor being. Tomorrow, I am 40. The big 4-0. Woah. Not that I mind turning 40 or the gray hairs that accompany it, but I am afraid this milestone is bringing no more clarity with it than the last few months have. Not that I have not found any. I have. Unfortunately, it's more disappointing than it is uplifting. Ah, well. At least I'm a little further along.
I have realized that, perhaps, I am just meant to enjoy viewing and experiencing theatre as an audience member, not as a professional or as a profession. That's that. And it's not all bad. I LOVE theatre! I love going to a show and looking through the looking glass. The lives created, the breaths taken, the bricks layed are fascinating and captivating. I will forever long to dive in, but I will do so from my seat in the house.
So what's next? Not sure. I am currently in an internship. With a theatre management/production company. Yes, this experience has certainly helped me come to my aforementioned conclusion. :) So, do I go back to school? Maybe. But for what? Do I dare continue to try the Arts? Photography, perhaps? Would I end up in the same boat as I am now? I don't know. I have to be okay with that. That is so hard for me! Living in the moment, experiencing the moment, yada yada yada.
Perhaps I should be an importer/exporter. What do you think, George and Elaine?
