I've been working on some projects, which is super cool and exciting, but it's making me less likely to come to this space to screech about things that are bothering me, or prattle on about my various obsessions. That's a very good thing, no doubt. To be productive and focused and branch out instead of just farting around in the comfort zone, that's the best. But I do miss the screeching when it's been a minute. If nothing else it's a nice outlet for me, a sandbox, a platform, an idea-generating tool. In that spirit, I don't have one particular thing to go on about today. More like, I'm mounting a one-woman, booze-free production of "I Never." Meaning that I've been thinking of things I've never done or experienced, for better or worse. I thought I'd put them out there for people to play along at home.
-I've been to a lot of places, but I have never been to New Orleans. I've been fixated on New Orleans for as long as I can remember, and one of my besties actually lives there, which makes it all the more ridiculous that it hasn't been checked off as a travel destination. That's it, NOLA in 2017 or bust.
-I've never been to a prom. It just never worked out for whatever reason. I don't feel like I missed out on anything except for maybe a sweet-ass regrettable 90s fashion statement, but it's a fact of my life.
-I haven't seen or heard Hamilton yet. Get on that, gurl.
-I've never had my heart broken, not in a romantic way. That's not a brag, just a realization. I've had my feelings hurt, my ego bruised. I've been rejected by people for whom I've had hopes or interest. And I've had my heart broken plenty in other ways. Life leaves nobody unscathed. But as for a love affair ending, nope. It's healthy for this to happen over the course of a life. Most people fall in love more than once, it's normal, and it helps you grow and learn about yourself, and life is so short and the world so big. When I was young and thinking of my future, I was super realistic, and I didn't go in with the intention that I would meet my one big love when I was a girl of 20 and that would be that. It's how it happened though, and obviously I feel lucky that it worked out the way it did. If Mike ever decides to kick me to the curb, well then I'll come back and drink with the vast majority of the population. But I'm confident the state of my valentine-shaped beating heart will remain intact for the foreseeable future.
-I have never cracked the spine of a book by James Joyce. Or seen Casablanca or Citizen Kane.
-Never have I ever constructed anything out of papier mache.
-I've never broken a bone, either, or jumped from an airplane, gotten a tattoo, fired a gun, been arrested, gone surfing, been to a World Series game, encountered my doppelganger or figured out what Meatloaf wouldn't do for love (though I have my suspicions).
That's enough of that fun game for now. Cheers!
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