Tuesday, January 08, 2008

Renaissance woman.

I dropped out of school. I wasn't actually getting a degree anyway. Just a certification. It occured to me that I was making myself more useful but not more valuable. The difference translates into: more work, same money. I have to say that dropping out has improved my year vastly already, and I have a much greater appreciation for the kids in my classes who drop out.

But, then again, do they use their new found time to carve polar bears out of bath soap? I think not.

But what I want to say is that this is a new year and I am going to do some new things.

I am going to be in love this year. And I'm not going to be afraid of it. And I'm not going to worry about whether it is reciprocated. I'm just going to simply be in love and enjoy it. I'm going to write love poems and daydream. And when I'm hurt, I'm going to write worse poems, but I'm going to enjoy that too.

I am going to also sing in public. My venue may be Wal-Mart or just down the block, but I am going to sing and I am going to sing loudly. I will probably sing "You must have been a beautiful baby" or "Fever" or "The best is yet to come" since I will simultaneously be in love.

I am going to sketch all of the contents of my world. Or at least all of the interesting contents. Which might be all of the contents, but it might just be some of them. I haven't decided. But what I have realized is that sketching makes me look at a thing closely, which is the whole point. To notice the curls and dips of rose petals bunched together or the segmentation and iridescence of Japanese beetle legs.

I am going to play guitar. At least, I intend to learn one song. Maybe one of the songs that I mentioned above so that I can accompany myself when I am simultaneously loving and publicly singing. And passers-by will say, "Wow! She can do a lot of stuff!"

I am going to continue my soap carving adventure and see where it takes me.

I am going to learn to appreciate Elvis. I've never been a big fan, but, by God, I'm going to take some time this year to learn why people loved the guy so much. I owe that much to him.

Peggy Lee, too. Why not?!

Overall, in a nutshell, I'm going to become this year the Renaissance woman that I've dreamed of becoming since I was in the seventh grade. Just watch.
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