Faster than I can live

I feel lately like I'm living in a whirlpool.

I don't seem to have a handle on my life. Partly due to the swirl of emotion I am constantly feeling or receiving. Partly due to the purgatory-like state of non progression that I'm caught in until things get figured out and completed. Also, partly due to the fresh new start that I am feeling with my career, and to a lesser extent, my future.

I had intended to write here every day. Lately, I haven't. I find myself feeling not very funny, and that doesn't motivate me to write. Not that my past posts have been all that hysterical, but each time I sit, I try to reach the wry in me. Sometimes I accidentally reach the rye. See, not funny.

Also, it seems the answers are getting harder. The divorce is getting harder. The future and where to go into it is getting harder. Some days I have no idea what to say about what I feel. I would rather put a post up with some sort of structure and, if not resolution, at least insight.

This post will not have that.

I have to leave soon for the dentist, where I will get my tooth fixed. Then I have to rush across town and audition for a commercial for Taco Bell by playing the part of a patient, hungry lion. After that, I have the single rehearsal to try and fix and save the improv troupe show we are doing, which right now is the shining force in my life.

What do you say about a day like that?

Plus, I started the day off watching the two hour, unbroken by commercials, broadcast on ABC of the life of Peter Jennings. I always respected him, and would always watch him, and feel a great loss now that he is gone. The show was incredible and he was a very great man. What a huge impact, what a generous soul, what a humble man, and what an inspiration.

Now I have to go be a mouth-numb, hungry lion who has all of his happiness lying on the line.

Whoosh, swirl, whoosh, gurgle.