25.7.08
This Day in Age.
In tying the above to my premise for writing tonight, I've been reminded a great deal this summer about the importance of living in the present moment. I know, it sounds like a cheesy line sung by a cheesy pop band/singer. Perhaps Vitamin C or some one. But seriously, there is depth to this. I feel like in the past few months I've listened to a lot of people talk about their futures- goals, plans, etc. And I know that I myself, tend to do a lot of this. I like to plan, even if it's all in silliness. I've been reminded that there needs to be a balance. I've tried to be a bit of a realist in that, I understand that you can't just live for the future. I don't want to spend my days so buried in my hopes for what will happen, when there is so much to be enjoyed and so much that is prospering right now. And in living this way, living "in the now," I firmly believe that it is going to make whatever lies in the future that much richer. None of this is to say that it's wrong to look ahead, hope ahead. Just that, again, balance is key- as well as a loose grip on whatever plans our minds are stirring up. Because it is but a rare happening when we are not re-routed, if only slightly, on our continuing journies.
18.7.08
Down on the Farm.
The glamourous life of a stylist's assistant- prop holder and wild pig sitter.
Actually, I wanted to the hold the pigs. They were kind of cute, Wilbur and Little Red.
Yesterday I made "friends" with another parking garage toll employee. I'm sad to say I can't quite remember her name. It was weird- Uma, Oola, Yuma? The name exchange, followed by a handshake, was then followed by unexpected dating advice. She-who-can't-be-named asked me if I was married. When I said no, she preceded to describe several men she regularly sees coming out of the parking garage- down to what they drive and where in the garage they park. She was on a roll, so I kindly nodded and smiled- with an occassional laugh thrown in. I must have been stopped at the booth for a good five minutes...bless her heart.