Sometimes lots of good things end up being really bad in the day to day. Like directing Top Girls gave me the Nightly Exhaustion Weepies. And getting engaged, while totally wonderful, is causing Billy and I to fight more than we ever have before because we both want a small wedding and I don’t want anyone to be mad at me. And Be The Dog being accepted into the Fringe Festival in New York means I am broke and frustrated and worried all the time. And getting into the MFA playwriting program here means I can’t up and quit my job until I’ve finished the program.
These are all the sort of things that privileged white people complain about. Oh boo hoo. I am able to make a small living and also do the things I love like write and direct plays. Boo hoo. I love my boyfriend desperately and he wants to marry me boo hoo hoo. THIS DIAMOND IS WEIGHING DOWN MY FINGER AND THE SUN IS TOO PRETTY AND THERE’S TOO MUCH BEER!
Seriously though, the sun really has been awful pretty lately. Billy and I have spent a couple afternoons after work walking through Arnold Arboretum in Jamaica Plain, looking at the lilacs and willows and puppies. And laying on the grass in the sunshine. And making honk noises at the geese. HONK. Life’s not so bad when you get right down to it.