Thursday, January 31, 2008

Pushin' Up Daisies...

Geez, it’s Thursday and I haven’t yet written a blog entry for the week. That’s just sad. Alas, once more, I am at a loss for words. It’s not that I don’t have anything to say, it’s just that it all seems rather irrelevant. Okay, let me try to explain where I’m at.

I feel a certain detachment from my life right now. Not the bad sort of I don’t give a fuck what happens kind of detachment, but rather the somewhat zen-like All the world’s a stage sort of detachment. I see my life unfolding. I see where I am. I see how I’ve gotten to where I am. I even have a sense of where my life is headed to. And it all seems vaguely familiar. Like it’s all written somewhere. Like I’m just playing it out now. I am the actress, the writer, the director; everyone on and off stage. I am all of it and none of it at the same time. And it’s okay. It’s crazy, exciting, terrifying, ironic, tragic and altogether fucked up, but it’s okay.

See, I told you. The words don’t even begin to cover it.

tall penguin

2 comments:

heart2heart said...

Well, I think you described that quite wonderfully :)

Gayle said...

I feel this way and sometimes wonder what would happen to my seemingly-familiar life if the writer or director or, better yet, actor changed. Endless amusement, I tell you.