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Girl on Fire

Did you miss me? I missed you! Apologies for completely dropping off the face of the earth--graduation brought on a whirlwind of new adventures... Sometimes you have to step away from the keyboard and live life a little in order to have anything to write about. I've been quite the busy lady. I work 40 hours a week opening at the Café. I am the Production Management Intern at a theatre company in Boston. I've started my own small theatre...

Stringing the little things together

Today I opened a time capsule dated June 3rd, 2009. Four years ago, I thought of where I sit now. Four years ago, I thought it would be a good idea to leave myself a video. Today, I am so glad that I did that.  The first still image I saw as the unused DVD whirred to life was shocking. My face was shorter, my cheeks more chipmunk'd, my hoop earrings wildly indicative of which sartorial phase I was going through, and my chin sporting...

Forever young

 One week. How strange indeed that six years will officially be behind me in seven days. It should come as no surprise that I spend a lot of time thinking about "growing up"--or rather, growing old (because who ever really grows up?). One of the highlights of my day was helping out with a voluntary strike call in the theatre. There was only a little bit left to do, but it was very important work, and I was honored to actually be useful to our lighting designer. He taught me how to drive a scissor-lift and together we struck the vertical...

Invincible

Sometimes it's just so easy to convince ourselves that we are invincible.  Now don't get me wrong, I don't mind believing in my own invincibility. It helps me carry on. Believing in myself, my strength, my confidence, and my own abilities--that all keeps me going. I guess the mentality is something along the lines of "fake it 'till you make it": if you believe that nothing can hurt you, then maybe nothing can.  I'm young. I'm...

Time for just another moment.

Today was one of the most difficult days I've ever had to face, and I know this is just the beginning of the painful detachment I have to go through for the next two weeks. I say "difficult" with the tears in mind, but these tears were so different than the ones that I'm used to. I didn't publicly sob today because I was sad. Yes, I was sad, but I was also happy, hopeful, lonely, loved, and most of all, nostalgic. Feeling all of those things...

Sunny days and gentle waves

I'm sitting by the banks of the Charles, soaking in some sunlight, sipping an iced Americano, and taking a moment to breathe.  Note to self: find more time to stroll down Pleasant St (literal and figurative) and feel the tree trunks swaying in the breeze.  This is a short post, but don't underestimate its importance. It's easy to forget, but be sure to make some time to sit and think. ...