My life seems to be filled to the brim with passion projects. Those projects that fill my soul with excitement and a kind of happiness. This blog is one of them. The desire to be in a musical was another. Nobody’s Idol is yet another. The one woman show. The improv team and festival is yet another. Just started bought a new domain name with the hopes of starting this website. More passion projects then I know what to do with. They are the things that matter the most to me and make my heart go boom yet somehow they’ve been relegated to hobbies. But they are not my hobbies. I want these things to generate income. I heard that if you just keep doing the passion projects, eventually, you’ll get to the part where you like make money and stuff. I’m trying to undo my way of thinking that only other people get to make money from the things they are passionate about. It’s a bit difficult because I’m afraid the knot is too tight. Oh well, someday, I hope those fears will melt like lemon-drops away above the chimney tops. Another habit I have is that I focus on all the things I don’t have instead of all the wonderful things I do have. It’s just that some of the things I have don’t seem to be as good as the things I want to have. I feel immense pressure to figure it all out. How can I do all the things I love and still have all the other things I want? I don’t want my job to feel like a prison sentence, which is how it is sorta feeling these days. It’s a countdown to when I can go be the version of myself I like the best.
One thing I do have coming up is a trip to New York City. I’m going there to perform at the Del Close Marathon with the Harold team I’m on, Honeypot. We’re on at 11pm at Urban Stages. I leave this Thursday. I plan to see ‘Peter and the Starcatcher’ Thursday night; go to MOMA Friday morning and then the rest of the trip I’ll watch improv. I might catch a matinee on Saturday, I was thinking of ‘End of the Rainbow’. I leave Sunday. I’m really excited. I love New York. Doesn’t everybody?
Anyway, I guess that’s my midnight rant for the evening.