Thursday, August 25, 2011

Time for Some Decisions

Well? I've reached (yet again) the inevitable question of "what happens next?" Seems like I've spent more than a year tossing around answers and not really coming up with anything. I'm in a good place right now. I've got some money saved up. I'm closing a show this weekend. And I may not have a job in a matter of weeks/months. Now before you say that doesn't sound like such a good thing, hear me out.

I've been making excuses ever since I graduated college. I told myself I would work until I figured out what I wanted to do, where I wanted to go. Might as well save up some money while I figured out what's next. And then I got comfortable. I was making money and just living. Sure, I auditioned for things from time to time, and I've done a couple shows since school. But now that it seems like all my time commitments are coming to an end...what next? Is it finally time to bite the bullet and actually take a risk? Do I actually put myself out there and try and accomplish my dreams??

It's a scary thought. What if I fail? What if I lose all my money and come back with nothing? What if they tell me I'm no good? What if I never accomplish anything?....but what if I make it? What if they do like me? What if I'm happier than I have ever been? And what if I get to do everything I've ever dreamed of doing? What then?

It's a hard dilemma. I guess I'm just tired of waiting. Tired of not knowing whether or not I'm good enough. Tired of holding out for that perfect audition and holding back because the timing isn't right yet? Sometimes I wish I could just see the answer right out in front of me and I could just grab it and take it.

I've taken the first step though. I've got nothing holding me back. And I am looking.



Friday, August 5, 2011

It's Friday

This morning, my mom asked me, "Have you ever had one of those days where you knew, even before getting out of bed, that today was going to be 'one of those days'?" And I honestly answered no. I guess I'm inherently optimistic? I figure if I have a bad day it's going to suck already, so I might as well start out good and hopefully it will last through the whole day. That being said, I feel kind of blah today. Just unmotivated and kind of tired.

In other news, it's FRIDAY! Which means Rebecca Black's viral video is my theme song. As much as I love to hate it, it's definitely catchy and it does perk up my morning. Well, that and coffee :)

I suppose that I should say something witty and reference the title and theme of this blog, which is "Young at Heart". So my niece has been at my house every day this week, because my mom babysits while my sister teaches during the day. She got there this morning and was just happy. She would squeal with joy at everything! And she seemed to be trying to sing. Barely 9-10 months old, and she's already singing. Guess she was born into the right family ;) Anyway, all I kept hearing was "la, la, laaaa"...and then I was briefly embarrassed because I definitely walk around the house singing nonsense syllables to myself too. My guess is we'll have lots of fun when she's a little bit older. Hopefully I can get her addicted to the world that is Disney. If nothing else but so I have an excuse :)

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

And here is the best part...

So I've never really done the blogging thing before. I used to have online journals and I would write Myspace posts and rant and comment on life and I was so dramatic...so high school. I guess when you become an adult the word becomes "blogging", and it sounds all sophisticated.

Anyway, I titled this blog "Young at Heart" because sometimes I feel like more people need to allow themselves to embrace their inner child. So many of us spend all day every day acting so responsible and adult-like; and while there's nothing wrong with that, why can't we once again find the innocence and simplicity of childhood? Instead of drinking until we lose our balance, why not spin around in circles until we're so dizzy we fall down? Instead of spending thousands on expensive gadgets, why not read a book or use our imaginations? Instead of working ourselves silly, why not take a break and just lay in the grass, finding shapes in the clouds? Instead of worrying about every tiny detail, why not just throw your head back and LAUGH?

So many people are afraid of looking silly, or embarrassing themselves because they're not "acting their age". They're told to grow up. I challenge you; why? Sure, there's a time and a place for professionalism, but why live every moment of your life as if there's nothing good left in the world?

Some of the most fun memories I have are just sitting around, talking to people and laughing! We talked in funny accents; we made up gibberish languages; we made funny faces at each other and told silly stories. Why is that wrong? Do we reach an age when we're considered too old to play games anymore? Too old to color pictures, build sandcastles, and pretend we believe in fantastical creatures and mythical fairylands? Sure, we have to work for a living...but should that stop us from using our imaginations? I think not.

Challenge for today: Draw a picture of something that doesn't exist.