I haven’t posted anything in ages.
CONFESSION: I have about six posts saved in drafts that I started on a bus ride or in line for the supermarket or after a crappy shift at work and then when I got home lost the energy to write.
CONFESSION #2: I am happy. happier then I have been in a long time. This is good obviously. but it also made me realize that a lot of my writing comes from a place of loneliness and sadness and just not being able to hold it in any longer. I paint through calm. I dance through joy and heartbreak. I write through pain. that is just the way it is. or was. because although the words seem to come easier when I have that burning feeling in my eyes, and while I am overjoyed to come to the realization that I have been spending the time once left to theses pages, now out living my much deserved life, still I miss the feeling. I miss the magic that happens when a thought becomes something a little more real and the words flow through my body to the tips of my fingers and out on to the keyboard.
CONFESSION #3: I am now in my second to last exam period of my degree and will do anything and everything to take a break from studying. And so as welcome back, new and improved me present I would like to regale my patient and faithful readers with a story.
This story begins on a cold rainy afternoon while a young women was getting ready to leave for the evening shift at the sushi bar she waitress-ed at to pay the bills. On that particular day the young woman, was feeling down and to try and make herself feel better about going in to work while she really wanted to stay in bed and watch clips from old Tony awards she decided she would play a game. During her work shift she would “collect” interesting customers she met that day, all the funny interactions that tend to happen when you work in costumer service, and then write about it on her blog when she came home. Slightly more motivated she left for work, where she proceeded to endure the worst shift of her life full of customers shouting over the phone, non-stop orders, NO tips, and to top it all off- spilling soy sauce on a customer’s coat*.
Ah, isn’t it great when the universe has a different plan for you?
* This would have been a great moment to have the ground open up and swallow everything down.
Once again, sorry to any frustrated followers who wondered if I had fled the country and resumed a new identity, I AM BACK and hope to be around here more often.
’till next time
the voices in my head 