Inspiration Cometh
I went to the symphony today and I was inspired. I took a little notebook with me and wrote during the symphony. I just finished writing word for word what I wrote. I hope to digest it and look it at it later. It seems like a bunch of garble to me, so I need to clarify, organize, and make the poem/story smooth. I want to keep the original piece so that if I don't like the first editing that I've done, I can start from the beginning or look to it for inspiration as I work on the edited version. I hope to post it on MySpace or LiveJournal.
The first two pieces they symphony played was very strange. During the second piece, a flutist hummed into his flute while changing the notes to create an eerie sound. The pianist actually plucked the piano strings. Very strange. It felt like I was in a scary movie. The last half of the symphony was amazing. Dawn Upshaw, a soprano, sang Ayre. I liked it so much that I bought a CD before dashing out of Benaroya Hall to beat the traffic.
My friend Barbara, bless her heart, got free tickets from her boss and invited me. I got lost on the way to her apartment after work, so we didn't have time to watch a movie before the symphony as planned. I had spoken to her several times today, some while driving to her house. While I was talking to her on the phone, I got really annoyed with her and I was wondering how I would be able to stand her for the next seven hours. I said to myself that I don't want to be annoyed and that I want to enjoy her company.
You should understand that Barbara is redundant and frugal. She will give you a lot of unnecessary information and continue talking. She keeps me on the phone, even after I say I need to get going. She talks long and it's hard to get a word in without interrupting her. I don't know how I did it, but I managed to have some pretty good conversations with her and enjoy her company. I was able to somehow work past this issues. I hope I didn't interrupt her too many times or at all. I wasn't paying too much attention to that. I have yet to work up the courage to tell her that many people find her annoying for the reasons I listed. I also want to give her some constructive criticism on how to improve. I would recommend talking slower and giving a pause for the other person to respond. I would recommend talking about less detail, unless there is a little too much silence. I would recommend being concise. I would love to be concise, but I don't always manage. I try, at least, in email messages. I think these are all difficult things that would take a lot of effort to change. She seems set in her ways. I hope to help her. I think the most difficult thing for her to change would be talking less.
I think I might be critical. Barbara annoyed the hell out of my ex-boyfriend, Travis, and I can understand why. She annoys me at times and I am a very patient person. I might have become critical, because my ex-boyfriend, Travis, seemed critical of my communication. He said, the meaning of communication is the response you get. He hated to repeat himself when I wasn't paying attention and told me several times to pay attention. I swear I was paying attention, but he must not have gotten the response he wanted. It is pretty hard to break your communication patterns and habits. You're basically rebuilding how you interpret information, which is difficult. Barbara would have to change her communication habits. I think it's worth it. How to tell her without hurting her feelings is another story. I'm not sure if Barbara can do it.
I feel that I am improving. When I write more, I get out my feelings and sometimes my depression. I feel that I am becoming more confident. I hope to accomplish many things this weekend: pay bills, clean and organize, book a trip to Las Vegas, maybe go to a club to dance, keep in touch with some friends, hang out with my friend Emil, maybe see an opera, and most importantly take it easy so I can get over this cold.
The first two pieces they symphony played was very strange. During the second piece, a flutist hummed into his flute while changing the notes to create an eerie sound. The pianist actually plucked the piano strings. Very strange. It felt like I was in a scary movie. The last half of the symphony was amazing. Dawn Upshaw, a soprano, sang Ayre. I liked it so much that I bought a CD before dashing out of Benaroya Hall to beat the traffic.
My friend Barbara, bless her heart, got free tickets from her boss and invited me. I got lost on the way to her apartment after work, so we didn't have time to watch a movie before the symphony as planned. I had spoken to her several times today, some while driving to her house. While I was talking to her on the phone, I got really annoyed with her and I was wondering how I would be able to stand her for the next seven hours. I said to myself that I don't want to be annoyed and that I want to enjoy her company.
You should understand that Barbara is redundant and frugal. She will give you a lot of unnecessary information and continue talking. She keeps me on the phone, even after I say I need to get going. She talks long and it's hard to get a word in without interrupting her. I don't know how I did it, but I managed to have some pretty good conversations with her and enjoy her company. I was able to somehow work past this issues. I hope I didn't interrupt her too many times or at all. I wasn't paying too much attention to that. I have yet to work up the courage to tell her that many people find her annoying for the reasons I listed. I also want to give her some constructive criticism on how to improve. I would recommend talking slower and giving a pause for the other person to respond. I would recommend talking about less detail, unless there is a little too much silence. I would recommend being concise. I would love to be concise, but I don't always manage. I try, at least, in email messages. I think these are all difficult things that would take a lot of effort to change. She seems set in her ways. I hope to help her. I think the most difficult thing for her to change would be talking less.
I think I might be critical. Barbara annoyed the hell out of my ex-boyfriend, Travis, and I can understand why. She annoys me at times and I am a very patient person. I might have become critical, because my ex-boyfriend, Travis, seemed critical of my communication. He said, the meaning of communication is the response you get. He hated to repeat himself when I wasn't paying attention and told me several times to pay attention. I swear I was paying attention, but he must not have gotten the response he wanted. It is pretty hard to break your communication patterns and habits. You're basically rebuilding how you interpret information, which is difficult. Barbara would have to change her communication habits. I think it's worth it. How to tell her without hurting her feelings is another story. I'm not sure if Barbara can do it.
I feel that I am improving. When I write more, I get out my feelings and sometimes my depression. I feel that I am becoming more confident. I hope to accomplish many things this weekend: pay bills, clean and organize, book a trip to Las Vegas, maybe go to a club to dance, keep in touch with some friends, hang out with my friend Emil, maybe see an opera, and most importantly take it easy so I can get over this cold.