Walls.

"Don't trust in walls, cause walls will only crush you when they fall."-Ray LaMontagne

I wish my desk at work had walls around it. Not only due to the appeal of being able to read a book instead of pretending to be engrossed in "real" work (like I'm doing at this very moment) but because I would get so much more done. Whenever I actually have work to do, I am constantly interrupted. Some student needs help with the copier, some professor wants to chat, the phone constantly rings, etc.. Also, my pens/highlighters/post-its would not disappear as quickly if they weren't out in the open ready for the taking. I could also actually put up photos, paintings, anything really to make my office feel less like a foreign place and more like my place. I want to carve out my niche at work. I wouldn't mind sharing a cubicle with someone but this totally open layout is very exposing.

I am trying to be as positive as possible about work. I am learning a great deal about the accounting end of the arts, which will come in very handy if I own my own theatre in the future. I work with great people. I have a job that pays decently well in an economy that is showing signs of insecurity. I have a new car because of said job. I have benefits. I get to see a lot of free theatre and music. I have this experience on my resume so when I do move on I will have a better chance at finding a better job.

I feel as if I'm floating through life right now. Not really headed in a direction but not at a full stop either. I auditioned for a show last night and I haven't received a callback. I have another on Saturday but that's a much more difficult show to get into. I haven't been on stage in over a year. It's killing me. I know I'll be back on it soon but the time getting there is torture. Granted, I wanted this break. I wanted to see if I missed it. Well, I do. A lot.

I need a sporatic trip to somewhere. When can I make that happen? Hmmm...