Oct 04, 2007 23:10
Stoned.
By the New York City Police!
In this theatre!
We had our Student Production of HAIR: THE MUSICAL tonight. The response was mixed. Can't say that I've had an initial production that had a not-so-positive response. It just didn't seem like anyone really felt much of anything. The really funny things were slightly amusing to the audience, and a lot of it just went right over their heads.
I don't know how I feel right now.
Mostly tired, a bit depressed. Just, in general, feeling a little weird.
They say it will snow tonight. I say, I've got a motorcycle I don't want to put away, a city I don't want to be in for the winter, and an irritated point of view.
I want to move away.
I want to go...
Somewhere.
I've been thinking a lot about what I REALLY want to do with myself.
I don't want to be a doctor, or a dentist, or a bum, or an IBM machine or a Rock Hero or a movie star.
I just want to have a lot of money.
That, or I want to be Bohemian. I want to produce art for a living. Take pictures and make paintings and draw pictures and sing music and be in plays and be in movies and write music so I can live and sit around the house and go outside and enjoy life and art and the BEAUTY OF LIFE.
That's what I really want to do.
Really really.
I just want to live and be happy.
And I realize, as Rebekah has been asking me, what's really wrong, deep down.
I want to be FREE.
Free.