Two Years Musings

My two year anniversary in the city is looming. On May 27th some 700 days ago I was trembling as I loaded up a U-Haul with clothes, my cat, and my piano. I realized that getting in that truck was about to create the biggest quantum leap thus far in my life. Come what may, I was about to open up a big ol' can of...something. I was afraid I might find out that my aspiration to move to New York had been just a silly naive pipe dream. I was terrified of failing at something so many people around me had done with ease. I was afraid that I couldn't survive without my family nearby. But I climbed on in anyway.

I can't say that I am where I thought I would be in my life right now. In a lot of ways I feel like I haven't accomplished much. I'm still single, still waiting tables, still poor at the end of the month. But in so many ways the world has offered up its treasures to me. I feel like I am learning to live a little better each day. I have good friends and a good relationship with God. Grateful is a good word to describe how I feel.

On the acting as a career front: I have been meeting with a fabulous vocal coach for 3 months. We are building my book. I have about four songs almost ready for auditions. I am getting used to singing in front of people without feeling like I'm going to faint or throw up. That's actually a pretty significant improvement.

On the love front: I'm in love with an actor. Shit.