Blowing glass with every breath. Each in, each out, spins consciousness around me, maintains the illusion of 'I', but my 'I' is not the same as yours. My 'I' is separated, unreached and unreachable. I see you, you see me. We may touch, we may speak. I may hear your words, and you may hear mine. But ...
Acting12-29-2007 12:29 pm
Today I replied to a couple of threads, one on interviewing for jobs, and one on acting in the theatrical sense, and they got me wondering about my abilities as a mimic. I can't act on stage, and hate being in front of the camera, but I am good at playing different roles in life. Not all of them, mi...
Not a bad day12-15-2007 02:16 am
Okay, I said at the end of the last entry that I was going to post something positive, so...
I have had a very good night, and get a rare day and night to myself tomorrow, as the girly-girl has plans. My guitar playing is sounding better, and aforementioned girly-girl said I sounded really re...
