I had two full days in the city at a marketing workshop for actors. Two days’ worth of info and it’s exciting but also overwhelming. There is so much to do. So much I want to accomplish, so many possibilities spinning in my head. Sunday evening it’s over and we all leave the class. Twenty-five new friends looking forward to getting started with this marketing plan. I’m overwhelmed and a bit loopy because of cabin fever and fluorescent lighting for two days and lots of caffeine and sweating but excited. I get in my car which is parked right outside. I drive west to get home but find myself on a street with three lanes that all go to the Lincoln Tunnel, which is not where I’m supposed to go, but I have to now because the road is forcing me to and so I’m now on my way to New Jersey which is not where I live and so I will have to backtrack and pay the eight dollar toll and so I cry.
Kill 'Em With Kindness
living and learning with an infatuous mind
Jan
23