i'm feeling out of place. Pretty much everywhere.
What I really want to do, honestly, is get a nice studio apartment and settle down into work+life. I think I have the ability to cocoon myself, somewhat. Except that wouldn't be fulfilling and for some odd reason the whole concept of living a Comfortable life scares the crap out of me. I think I just don't want to live a life of quiet desperation. Or simply live passively. I want to keep myself moving and growing and changing so that I'm actually living.
So, I'm going into this art community thing. Where every Sunday we open up the floor so that anyone can express themselves in whatever way they feel. But I haven't been around a lot so, apparently, my nickname is "The Elusive One." And, I've always been a watcher at first--I absorb and am quiet in new situations around new people, which isn't necessarily conducive to what's going on here. Oh well, I am who I am just as much as these performers are who they are. I am okay with feeling out of place, just not greatly comfortable with all of the jostling I'm receiving.
Tired. Must wake up at 6. Blech.
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