I'm creating a performance piece: actors tar the stage for an hour and 47 minutes, no intermission
I’m all for skin care, don’t get me wrong. By all means wash your face, moisturize even. But I sat through a fifteen minute conversation about the stages of exfoliation this afternoon. It was like the scene of a crash - I couldn’t stop listening, I had to know when it would end. ugg. And the while I was trying to read this article about prisons in Africa that are so overcrowded people can’t turn in their sleep unless a designated prisoner wakes them to do so en masse. Some of those people have yet to see the inside of a courtroom.
It’s amazing, I’ll be in certain circumstances and think I’m really gaining something from being here. Even if it’s something I'm seeking out for myself, it’s still worth having gone to school. Then at times my routine existence feels like the most absurd thing ever. In movement class embodying “types of everyday motion” = drowning in bullshit. Just standing there thinking how I can feel my youth fading until I notice two guys tarring a roof out the window. “Look! Look at all our wasted energy. Can we all please just go out with them and tar the damn roof?” But then I realize, “No. No, we can’t go out there, because if this group of people tried to tar a roof... it would leak.”
This is why I don’t have a boyfriend.
It’s amazing, I’ll be in certain circumstances and think I’m really gaining something from being here. Even if it’s something I'm seeking out for myself, it’s still worth having gone to school. Then at times my routine existence feels like the most absurd thing ever. In movement class embodying “types of everyday motion” = drowning in bullshit. Just standing there thinking how I can feel my youth fading until I notice two guys tarring a roof out the window. “Look! Look at all our wasted energy. Can we all please just go out with them and tar the damn roof?” But then I realize, “No. No, we can’t go out there, because if this group of people tried to tar a roof... it would leak.”
This is why I don’t have a boyfriend.