You know, I spend twenty hours/day "working". But honestly, not in exchange for money. I take dance class, I rehearse with my company, I search the casting services, I email the perfect headshot and the highly experienced resume, get chiropractic adjustments, deep tissue massages, and religiously do physical therapy BEFORE getting injured.
Not to be injured again. Only slow growth for the body. Slow and consistent growth for the body.
All that is what I call "work".
In my free time I am often the oldest dancer on the drum-n-bass infused club floor and the most relentless. I am an event to witness on the dance floor. I know it because I am witnessing me in the event. I am watching too. Oh, my gosh.
In my free time I go to the club and I audit acting classes and I wash, arrange, pay attention to, fondle raw produce. Mostly fruit. Often avocados.
Oh, my coconut.
So the way I see it, I can't tell the difference between work and free time. I am either retired ... or am happily never going to.
This is what I call karma.
What I Call Karma
Hollywood, CA
Hollywood, CA
May 13, 2006
3 Comments:
I appreciate you sharing your daily life. Seeing someone drink so deeply of the opportunities and experiences, its encouraging. Oh that we may find something we are just as passionate about. Thank you for living so loud. May the dance ever continue. B-
you've seem to have found a balance that most people spend their entire lives trying to find! congratulations!
Thank you for encouraging me. It's a challenge to write about the "mundane" everyday things that occupy my existence on this earth. I tend to feel that people will only appreciate me if I am fabulous. But I am brave being myself with support from fellow life-lovers like you.
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