I feel like I’m being productive and progressing toward some end. However, I also feel that I’ve lost a sense of what it is to be real, to feel, and to be rooted. I feel like I’ve lost a lot of my expressive power. Practicing my lines for The Vagina Monologues is interesting; I am another person telling her story. It makes me wonder what my story is these days. I’m not entirely sure anymore and though I have a bigger goal, I feel like I’m out of touch with things that are meaningful to me and meaningful to the world. I want to get it back and as I sit here, typing, I feel like I’m the verge of discovering, like it’s on the tip of my tongue, how to do that. But the full idea just won’t pop through. Hopefully soon.
Posted on Tuesday, 3 February 2009
