Wed, Jan 23
... Eating Out
Ever feel restless? I do. I just want to do something. Change something. Be different. Do things differently than I am right now. I don't know... right now, it's manifesting itself in silly little things, like wanting to change my bedroom around (pretty hard to do when there are only three pieces of furniture!), change my layout of my diary (even though I've only had this layout for a week and a half), dye my hair, get something else pierced or something, or I don't know what else. I just want to do
something!
But for now, I'll settle for cleaning my house until it's spotless, and writing an entry about it.
"I haven't always been thin. People just assume that. They assume I'm lucky. I can eat anything I want, while they just have to look at food to gain weight." (the opening lines from my monologue that I'm doing for my trip audition on Friday)
That's part of a play called Eating Out, that I directed when I was in grade 12. I'd love to be able to direct that play again. Maybe someday... it was such a powerful play about eating disorders, and when I did it, I had a great cast to work with. I don't have anywhere to do it right now, but I'd love to be able to do it again someday. The older I get, the more I want to re-direct--or re-act--some of my favorite plays, like that one, or Where Have All the Lightning Bugs Gone? Those are probably my two favorite one-act plays I've ever done. Both of them intense, but both of them amazing plays to work with.
Anyways, my restlessness is demanding that I finish this entry and go do something else for a while, just because. So, I'll give in, and go try to write something else, or watch some TV, or read some other diaries, or something like that. Maybe I should just go to bed. What a concept!
infinite || abyss
posted at 11:28 p.m.
