maybe I was right
I found a grove at ork today even more then last week that not only allowed me to speak to people with less fear but to speak with compassionate athority. I am able to listen, I finaly feel myself able to get into the place so many theatre teachers and directors have strived to achieve with me. I noticed it most in my final conciousness about how fast I talk. I am able to hear myself and slow down. I have a tendency to rush especially when speaking on stage, I have had more then one director point out that I seem to speak as though I don't believe anyone should actualy listen and I was able today to slow down and realy listen, to people I have never seen. but, I digress, that was the entry I wanted to write when I first got home and my roomate and I started joking around I drank 3/4 a bottle of wine and now I am sentimental and she is asleep.
My friend asked me the other night "don't you miss being in love?", such a nonchalant question could just stick a barbe in your mind. Yes I do, desperately as can be seen from my numerous posts on the subject. I convince myslef that some day it will be over that I will find someone who I can spend a long time with. But honestly who the hell knows.
My friend asked me the other night "don't you miss being in love?", such a nonchalant question could just stick a barbe in your mind. Yes I do, desperately as can be seen from my numerous posts on the subject. I convince myslef that some day it will be over that I will find someone who I can spend a long time with. But honestly who the hell knows.