Alamere Falls part deux
This time without the clouds. Just blue sky, blue ocean, green trees, orange-fuschia-yellow wildflowers, and musical theater serenades by number One, Zoe and little R.
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They say it takes half the time of the total time together to "get over" a relationship. So... that must mean 7 years, or 7 1/2 years. Over 7 years?!! I'll be nearly 50 by then!! Then I'm told, I do have an advantage... shrink therapy! Does that mean the healing time is lessened by half of that half? So... 3 years. 3 years?!!! I don't think I have the patience. Xanax take me away! Or just keep going to Luce concerts...
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I'm part of a project I "should" be more happy to be part of. But, I don't know. For the first (or maybe second or even third) time, i'm part of something i'm not too thrilled to be part of, once I saw the script. I don't know... being window dressing for complaining young writers is just so not what I want to do right now. But i'm torn. I have loyalty. I have doubt. I have guilt. I have boundary issues. I have insecurity. I need to be part of something creative. I need to feel needed. I have hope the process will reveal a greater wisdom that will carry me to the next level of higher consciousness. (also, I want to be part of the opener for the latest Jessica Hagedorn play coming up at Intersection in June).
Or maybe I just walked under the sun way too long today, breathed way too much eucalyptus salt air, hung around the beach way too long, watched way too many happy couples together while I played single mom, then had way too many glasses of (very fine) merlot while waiting for the pizza and anchovies to be delivered.
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Coast side driving music, sake and sushi memories, then and now...
"Well there's people and more people
What do they know know know
Go to work in some high rise
And vacation down at the gulf of mexico
Ohhh yeah
And there's winners, and there's losers
But they ain't no big deal
cuz the simple man baby pays for the thrills,
The bills and the pills that kill"
- Little Pink Houses, John Cougar Mellencamp
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Notes from a friend far away...
"So great to hear from you as we continue our rotations, wanderings and tripping over bumps. It can only make us wiser or at least that’s what we’re told. As long as there’s still good wine and cheese, it shouldn’t really matter, right?"
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They say it takes half the time of the total time together to "get over" a relationship. So... that must mean 7 years, or 7 1/2 years. Over 7 years?!! I'll be nearly 50 by then!! Then I'm told, I do have an advantage... shrink therapy! Does that mean the healing time is lessened by half of that half? So... 3 years. 3 years?!!! I don't think I have the patience. Xanax take me away! Or just keep going to Luce concerts...
*
I'm part of a project I "should" be more happy to be part of. But, I don't know. For the first (or maybe second or even third) time, i'm part of something i'm not too thrilled to be part of, once I saw the script. I don't know... being window dressing for complaining young writers is just so not what I want to do right now. But i'm torn. I have loyalty. I have doubt. I have guilt. I have boundary issues. I have insecurity. I need to be part of something creative. I need to feel needed. I have hope the process will reveal a greater wisdom that will carry me to the next level of higher consciousness. (also, I want to be part of the opener for the latest Jessica Hagedorn play coming up at Intersection in June).
Or maybe I just walked under the sun way too long today, breathed way too much eucalyptus salt air, hung around the beach way too long, watched way too many happy couples together while I played single mom, then had way too many glasses of (very fine) merlot while waiting for the pizza and anchovies to be delivered.
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Coast side driving music, sake and sushi memories, then and now...
"Well there's people and more people
What do they know know know
Go to work in some high rise
And vacation down at the gulf of mexico
Ohhh yeah
And there's winners, and there's losers
But they ain't no big deal
cuz the simple man baby pays for the thrills,
The bills and the pills that kill"
- Little Pink Houses, John Cougar Mellencamp
*
Notes from a friend far away...
"So great to hear from you as we continue our rotations, wanderings and tripping over bumps. It can only make us wiser or at least that’s what we’re told. As long as there’s still good wine and cheese, it shouldn’t really matter, right?"
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