the human pack unicorn.
in Funny Stuff, Performance, there are pictures here, Thoughts and Feelings
as anyone, ballet classes, beach boys, canvas tote bag, ease, faith belief, freedom, gotta, horse, important date, pack, pack horse, penn station, player, purse, someone, train station, ukulele, unicorn, white rabbit
You guys.
I really need to take up a very tiny instrument. One that fits into my pocket, preferably. One that doesn’t make me look like this at the train station:
Cause right now I am lugging around: a keyboard, a ukulele, a suitcase, a purse, and a canvas tote bag. I think I will become the world’s best triangle player. And it may not get me a viral video, but it sure as heck will allow me to move with ease and freedom.
I’m not really complaining.
Okay, maybe just a little bit.
I need a very strong friend who has nothing to do and really loves to carry instruments. Anyone? ANYONE?
…
That’s what I thought.
Actually, when I am carrying something really heavy and wishing that my brothers or a boyfriend or someone like that (ha! I am not sure who someone like a brother or a boyfriend would be, but, sure, send ‘em my way, I guess!) was around–I think to myself, You are very strong, Jess; you CAN do this. Cause you are very strong. All them push-ups and ballet classes paid off…NOW.
Sounds ridiculous, I know, but it helps. Positivity. Faith. Belief in oneself. Thoughts that help buoy the soul. All that stuff matters. Especially when one has inadvertently become the human pack horse. Wait, stop. If Imma be a horse, Imma be a unicorn, if you don’t mind. So, ahem, that means I have inadvertently turned into the human pack unicorn, thankyouverymuch.
A pack unicorn. Magical, yet practical. I like it.
Anyway, my train is pulling right up into Penn Station in a few minutes, I think. And this girl has got to get her stuff together. Luckily, NY is the last stop. Meaning, I have some time to get off the train. Not like when I’m going to Wilmington and the train barely pauses to let you jump onto the platform before it’s already chugging along to Baltimore like it’s the white rabbit who is late! late! for a very important date!
Train, why you gotta be all hurried? Haven’t you heard the Beach Boys say we’ll get there faster if we take it slow?
Maybe trains don’t listen to the Beach Boys.
Actually, to be perfectly frank, I don’t either.
Trains probably listen to the pop group: Train.
Which is something I don’t do, either.
Okay, why am I still writing? The train is slowing down. I gotta load up and tell myself that I am very strong in a few minutes, it seems.
a horse shoe and what it could mean.
in I Lift My Eyes Up, Loved Ones, Thoughts and Feelings
as casting companies, dancing, drat, good omen, good omens, ground, horse, horse shoe, horseshoe, hug, mind rest, mountain lions, NOT, phone, poisonous snakes, sign signs, Speaking, underwear, WEARING
I ran by a horseshoe in the woods yesterday.
It was on the ground, sitting there, and I might just have easily not seen it. But I did see it and horseshoes are generally thought to be good omens. I don’t know if that will rile people up, me saying that something I saw is a good omen. Maybe that sounds superstitious. But well, perhaps it is a sign. Signs aren’t so controversial. Perhaps it is a sign that good things are coming.
And I would add: in addition to what has already come. Because, look: good things have already come.
Like, twice recently I’ve gotten called in for new shows from casting companies that I didn’t even know knew me. This is good. It’s a whole lot closer to a gig than dancing around my room in my underwear.
Speaking of underwear, sisters are such fine things, aren’t they? They really don’t mind you, underwear and all. Like tonight. I was all comfy downstairs when I remembered I left my phone upstairs. Drat. And I really couldn’t be bothered with pants, so I went upstairs as is. Jenna told me that she needed to give me a hug, since I was leaving for CA soon. I was like, “Is it a problem that I am not wearing pants?” And I think my mom said something like, “YOU’RE NOT WEARING PANTS?!” And Jenna said something like…Well, I can’t really write the words and no, it’s not because I am trying to censor her. It’s just because there were none. She simply hugged me. And I was like, “I guess not.”
And it’s weird, because I am leaving for the land of mountain lions and many poisonous snakes–at least that’s what the signs out there say–on Wednesday, but there’s so much to do before that happens, it’s hard to let my mind rest on that fact. But Wednesday will come and I will get done all that Monday and Tuesday require of me before that.
And I did see that horseshoe and whether you want to call it an omen or a sign or just a piece of metal that fell off a horse’s hoof, I am gonna believe that good things are on their way.
In addition to what has already happened, don’t forget.
trying.
in Thoughts and Feelings
as afternoon, anxiety, bench, blank spots, book store, bookstore, Colt, door, hole in the wall, home, horse, horse race, horses, house, husband, marriage, morning, park bench, post, race, race horses, restaurant, show, signs, stage, store, tee shirts, today
I had to go back to the house today. I knocked on the door, because even though it’s my house, it’s not my house. Not anymore. And it’s strange, because it still looks the same. Except for a few blank spots on the walls, I mean. And now there’s that hole in the wall, punched [...]
thoughts that I pretend to organize by way of bullets.
in Funny Stuff, Thoughts and Feelings
as Amish, amish man, bagel, buggy, double whammy, horse, horse and buggy, invisalign, jenna, night, Ollie, private conversation
I am going to write down some random things here, so bear with me. Today my sister and I saw a cute young Amish man. I write this down because this has never happened before. I am sure they exist–and I am now positive that they exist–but I had just never before actually witnessed it. [...]
