Frame of Reference

I love making fun of cliches. They are so -tongue in cheek-. This, however, doesn't make them less true. For my life right now the phrase "When it Rains, It Pours" comes to mind. I know that everyone experiences times like these. I suppose it should make us appreciate the 'down time' more. A lot of things are happening, some I'm not going to talk about here. Lucky for you, some I am.  I was sitting at my desk today when a nurse walked in saying she had a "Fan who wanted to meet me." What the hell?? So I laugh and give her the standard "whatever." She says she's being serious and a few seconds later a lady walks in. She's very business like and I instantly felt grubby in my scrubs. I stand up and she already has her hand out. This is how it went: Her: I just have to shake your hand. You are a genius and have such incredible talent. Me: Huh? Her: The pictures in the clinic? You drew them right? Me: OH! Yeah, yeah I did. I mean, I draw...

Had a pretty phenomenal one if I do say so myself. I took off on friday and drove up to Cincinnati to go see Tegan and Sara. I've been there before, but for some reason you top that hill on the interstate and the city is just there. It's HUGE! I liked it though. There were a LOT of homeless begging for money which is pretty standard in any city, I know. I saw some of the funniest signs though. This dude in a wheelchair who had no legs was carrying around a sign that said "Give me $1 and I'll kick you in the face." Later that evening he came by and the sign had changed to, "I need money for shoes." He was hilarious. I also saw a couple that read "Alcohol research team."  I got there pretty early, as die hard fans must, and saw none other than SARA QUIN standing outside the venue. I got an autograph and took a couple of pictures for people standing in line. It was killer, totally made my night. The concert itself was one of the best ones that I...

Have you ever had a dream where you know you are dreaming but you can't wake up? That's what my life feels like right now. It's as if I'm floating on my back in a pool or walking through a dense fog. Everyone else is very kinetic yet I can't seem to focus on anything. I've overstayed my welcome. I'm the little girl on a diving board standing there for hours knowing she should jump in but too scared to do anything, even climb back down. I'm suppressing myself with delusions of comfort and sanity and safety. My eyes avert themselves from reality and what needs to be done. My thoughts are circling sharks and I'm getting tired of treading water.