Miscellaneous Mental Musings of an Emerging Artist
Something new is learned every day.
I finished the first draft of the Russian architect play this morning, tonight I must hand over several dollars to Kinko’s to have them produce seven copies of the script. Joy and rapture.
I think it’s too good a day for me to be inside, but I also think that the only way I could get away with ditching work right now and spending the day outside would be to jump out the window, and there’s a good chance that, although my desire to be outside could not be refuted, the act would probably kill me. Maybe I’ll just take an extra-long lunch, but then I worry that I won’t come back.
I think I need a new job. I’m a few months away from two years where I am, and I’m feeling less and less like I’m going to end up anywhere else in this company (it’s small, and my immediately superior position is filled.)
I need a new bike.
I need water.
I need to feel less like I’m moving due to inertia. Maybe I’m just hungry much earlier than I expected. Maybe it’s this album I’m listening to; the eels’ brilliant piece of pop mourning, “electro-shock blues.”
I don’t know. Do I need to?
Current music: the eels, “electro-shock blues”