Sunday, September 17, 2006
DAY TWELVE: CHICAGO III
O.K. It doesn't help that I watched two episodes of "Felicity" before writing this. Everything seems really weighty, especially since Felicity just cheated on Ben with Noel.
Molly did all things improv today, and I tagged along. She was the sidekick during the recording of a podcast at Second City, performed the show, then went to an improv theater and a short, fully improvised scene with a man named Pat.
I had a phone conversation with my friend Alison, who lives in England. We talked about relationships--with both friends and lovers--and picked them apart in a considered and slow way. Alison also places a high priority on how she relates to people, so we indulge one another in full disclosure of our observations and feelings. My phone's battery threatened death and I wanted to size up the podcast proceedings, so a good conversation had to meet its early end. The transatlantic nature of it lends a preciousness.
Travel screws with my need for control. Extended travel, shall we say. And my desire to merge myself with my friends' lives subverts my equal desire to fullfill my needs. Excersize becomes disposible despite its obvious centering benefits.
It's hard to experience things without examining them at the same time. I'm trying to just do this thing.
O.K. It doesn't help that I watched two episodes of "Felicity" before writing this. Everything seems really weighty, especially since Felicity just cheated on Ben with Noel.
Molly did all things improv today, and I tagged along. She was the sidekick during the recording of a podcast at Second City, performed the show, then went to an improv theater and a short, fully improvised scene with a man named Pat.
I had a phone conversation with my friend Alison, who lives in England. We talked about relationships--with both friends and lovers--and picked them apart in a considered and slow way. Alison also places a high priority on how she relates to people, so we indulge one another in full disclosure of our observations and feelings. My phone's battery threatened death and I wanted to size up the podcast proceedings, so a good conversation had to meet its early end. The transatlantic nature of it lends a preciousness.
Travel screws with my need for control. Extended travel, shall we say. And my desire to merge myself with my friends' lives subverts my equal desire to fullfill my needs. Excersize becomes disposible despite its obvious centering benefits.
It's hard to experience things without examining them at the same time. I'm trying to just do this thing.
