tourist

i still think i'm a tourist in the city.
i have to fight my urge to keep looking up at all the tall buildings, to constantly gawk at the space needle, to giggle when i realize:
the middle/high schooler who dreamed of flying away and living in a big place...achieved that goal.

still when i walk through downtown on fridays and saturdays, i just want to kick every tourist holding a downtown seattle map, walking slowly, and impeding my journey to work.
i'm trying to get to coffee before i sell tickets. let me through!

i may not know seattle very well yet, but i do know downtown.
i'm getting there.

welcome to seattle

i told my mother today that i almost certainly would not be coming home for thanksgiving this year. she didn't sound very happy. a part of me is sad at the prospect of not going home. but another part of me is really exciting to be in charge of my own thanksgiving. maybe then it'll hit me that i am a real live adult.
not a fake one.
not a college kid.
a real adult.

i have a job. i achieved my goal: a job within two weeks. and actually, i did it in one week. i'm a ticket representative at the intiman theatre. today was my first day. it is hard to believe that less than one month after graduating i'm interning in a great theatre (book-it) and working for one (intiman). and yes, i'm not making very much money (none in one case) but i get to work in a field that i love, that i graduated in. so....GO ME.

yes, i am mushy these days but i'm really happy. i'd say it is a nice change.

want to hear more about my art in seattle? www.apocalypseplays.blogspot.com.