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Running On Fumes

Or, as the song that’s been running through my head all day today goes, “Running on empty… runnin’ on… runnin’ blind…”

Let me just say that being in acting class for 9 hours, immediately following an 8-hour workday, is a little bit draining. Juuuuuust a little. But in the words of Dave Letterman, it’s a good kind of tired. I can’t think of a better excuse to stay up late like some deranged half-wit, than doing what I love to do. Even if it means walking around like a character in a George Romero film all day today.

Because I know there’s a point where it all pays off. And I see that moment getting closer all the time. I can almost make out the details, but it’s still fuzzy around the edges.

Meanwhile I grin and bear it while my social life crashes and burns, as I cancel dates and get-togethers and party appearances left and right, all the while struggling to merely tread water. Sure, it’d be great if somebody tossed me a life preserver and dragged me on board their yacht, racing towards some fantastic and glamorous future. But I get the feeling I’m gonna have to swim to shore on my own over here. If only I didn’t enjoy simply f-l-o-a-t-i-n-g on the surface so much…

© 2006 DJ Holte

Posted by DJ on August 22nd, 2006 at 4:22pm.

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