Wednesday, March 11, 2009

time

i need a moment. i work hard and sometimes i think, for what? i'm questing for perspective, as vain and simplistic as it is.

i take surreptitious photos with my phone, as if life exists only in fleeting moments, a doorway here, a wild sunset there.

we have a concept. i auditioned for manhattan school's contemporary program last week, and i felt good. nørgård was solid, insistent. i need a moment to take it in, again.

does the numbness fade with sleep? one can only hope.