The Visitor

And just who is "The Girl with No Name?" he asks, tilting his head to the left.
"Well, she is the one who remembers and tells the story of 'Peach and Plum.'
He is clearly thinking about something; a specific question, but for some reason, he doesn't ask. Instead, he takes off his coat.
"You have heard the story of 'Peach and Plum,' haven't you?" she asks.
He smiles. "You know that I haven't. The story isn't written down yet, right?"
She smiles shyly. "Yes, that's true."


Later on that night, after he's left, she sits down at her desk with a mug of chocolate peppermint flavored coffee, sent from the other side of the world.


"If I don't write this down, who will?" she types.

my truth

Why is everything so simple in new york? You may be flat broke, about to be kicked out of your apartment onto the street, But everything is simple. Simple!


Maybe I’m longing for that, to be reduced to what I am at the core, a girl who likes theater and writing, no strings attached. No need for money (or approval for that matter.) Who said that theater people are workaholics? Crazy, well, that’s a given.
Right now is one of those times.

Theater People: From another planet?

Sept. 20, 2010


Hanging out with theater people may actually benefit your health.


Those in the theater industry, whether it may be acting, directing, or building sets out of clay may be good for the spirit, a new study finds.


Dr. Kira Kira of Massachusetts' hailed "Family College" has this to say on the matter:


"You see, theater people are not well, NORMAL in the normal sense of the word. Do they have a different DNA pattern? No, I don't think so. Can they function as normal citizens in the world? Yes; however, that IS highly debatable. The main point that I want to stress here, is that conversationally, the average person on the street might find the theater person highly inscrutable. Why on earth would the words "dry ice" come up 50 times during the course of a night? Being exposed to such odd behavior patterns may change the patterns of brain waves, leading to bigger changes in lifestyle and behavior."


The study has found to be far reaching across many continents. Japan, especially, having many theater graduates from obscure universities, ranks high on the list of "healthy countries."

Hey World, Here I AM

That's what this blog is all about, isn't it?


rephrase:


Isn't that what any blog is about?


The lid on the pressure cooker spit steam, almost angrily. She thinks, good to be home, and a sense of continuity in life. Just keep going.
Maybe no one may ever read what you have to write, but write anyway!

food for thought

She's sitting in the kitchen waiting for the panisses to cool so she can fry them in olive oil. Yes, she does like fried food, but frying fresh French panisses in a cozy kitchen in a healthy oil can't be all that bad. Cooking is what she does when she needs to think about things. The only way to really think is to get your hands in a big bowl of flour. Kneading away the needs of the day, she's able to reflect and get her hands dirty at the same time. It's a little like when I used to play in the sandbox when I was little, she thinks to herself. So many developments recently, but nothing showing big on the radar. All that's new is forming in her mind like a newborn baby. Not a bad metaphor in light of recent events. Happiness is in the eye of the one who can see it, feel it, and touch the moment for oneself. Back to basics. It always comes down to that, in a way. Boil it down until what's left is only the "good stuff."

a sign

Drinking coffee at her desk, she thinks and types. She just found a book which confirms that all of the ideas that she had about learning to spend time by herself and that her inner thoughts were important after all. Who knew? Surely not this world filled with technology, preparing for the future, always put your best face on.

Who knew that enjoying to learn spending time by yourself was the best lesson that you could possibly learn?

Trying to apply this lesson to the everyday will be difficult, she thinks, but it's definitely better than the alternative.

You can't always get what you want. . .

But if you try sometimes. . .

she thinks, type type typing again in the same day

it was a rough day
overall, that is.
The type of day where one discovers that no matter how hard you try,
Sometimes
Your best is not enough.

Enough for who though really?

The battles we fight, of all of the battles we fight, the toughest battle is the one we fight with ourselves.