And perhaps wilder than that is how little time they spend in the now. Hours, or more, in anticipation. Anxious for what is to come. Excited. Hopeful. Or even drenched in dread. Much time is spent waiting for these moments to arrive. A personal quest for Godot.
Hiatus explanations are weak, however. At least compared to the effect of what is supposed to follow. Not to put myself in a position to sell said self as successful. Nor to contradict towards failure.
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What I mean to suggest, is whether there is not some merit to holding on to bad habits. Perhaps, there might even be great potential to some, all depending on the make or model.
So, there I was. Sitting in my old college theater, watching a show I was cast in myself some six or so years ago. Kinda soon to redo a show, I thought at first. But then, as it goes with undergrad, anyone who was even in that show has been graduated for at least a few years.
No, seriously. I mean it. Why bother?
I know I’m not the only one who has that cross their mind. Particularly, of late. There’s more of you in this world, I know it. I watch the news, here and there.