Living Love Letter: March 6, 2014
12 minutes.
12 better than nothing.
I really should look at things that way.
I had a great night last night.
I also didn't wake up until 10:23 this morning.
But I think that's part of the deal, of being a comic.
And I forget that sometimes.
I get into this mindset, of not wanting to go out.
But it just is what it is.
So, I don't like being out late.
Well, most people don't like getting up early.
If you want to do something, you have to be willing to be a little uncomfortable.
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It's 11:20. Hopefully you'll get your lunch today, and you can read this, and soak it in.
But even if you don't. It's written.
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I seem to get off track so easily, in life.
Or at least in my writing.
This is the least I've written on this blog, in the 3 months I've been doing it.
I think it's been about 3 months. I think I started around Thanksgiving. But I honestly don't even remember.
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My basketball game got canceled last night. And so I went out to comedy shows.
It was good. I should do it more often. I had a good time at Caroline's.
I still just feel so lost, a lot of days. I don't know what the right way is, to take advantage of the opportunities I've been given.
Part of me wants to quit basketball, just to focus on comedy. That's what a non-miserable night will do.
But I don't think that would make me happy, either.
I know that I don't want to live a life of specific excess. I don't want to limit my experiences to developing one skill.
But I don't know how to break down the time. Things like stand-up, podcasting, basketball, making videos (why do we still call them videos?),
I don't know.
I wish I didn't say "I don't know" as much.
I still say "like" entirely too much. It's a habit I am constantly falling back into.
It's taken me well over a year to correct my posture. Maybe I should stop thinking I'm going to wake up one day and never say "like" again.
Maybe I should start treating my life like a work in progress.
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The 10:23 thing haunts me.
That just sounds so bad.
Yes, I got home from work at 3 am last night.
But still. I woke you up, we chatted. Then two hours later, you were up and headed to work. How the F__ do you do that?
I'm excited to talk to you. I want to hear all your updates.
I'm glad we handled everything the way we did, last night. I want to follow how I feel, and for whatever number of reasons, it didn't feel right.
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I caught up with a comic named Mike Lawrence last night. He's engaged and getting married this fall. He talked about how nice it is to have someone cool, and how much it makes you not worry about "the game" of stand-up, and whether or not strangers think you're cool.
I agree. I've been struggling with that for a while now.
I have more to say. But it's 11:30.
March 6, 2014.
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