futurebird's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- a blank wall I committed various kinds of evil I don�t want to go home for Christmas. I�m worried I�ll meet to much scrutiny, that my family might try to interfere with the little life I�ve tried to carve out for myself in this city. I feel like I�m just becoming alive and, at last, my own person-- but, now I�ll have to reevaluate everything under the microscope of family life for a few days. I like being alone. When I�m on my own I have the space to reinvent myself. I�m being selfish, though. My mom just wants to see me, and know that I�m okay. I can be there and OK for her. It�s not too much to ask. It�s just a few days. (*sigh*) I went to the company party at Martha�s today. I got to see her tony award for ITI. She has a great old apartment. A real new york apartment. I want to live in a place like that some day. She also has all of this original artwork, degas, a picasso drawing, and a lovely dark painting of a bridge. That�s what my apartment needs... some artwork. The walls are very blank. My co-workers are such a great bunch of people. I hope I get to show them one of my shows someday... 11:29 p.m. - 2001-12-11 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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