I saw this billboard in West Hollywood last week and thought two things: 1. Yikes – is that what “radiant” looks like? And 2. That is exactly what I feel like. “I’m doing…it! GOD – why does it SUCK so much sometimes…”
I’ve been thinking about writing more honestly, here. I have a lot of fun with the weirdo things I’m doing in this town. And boy do I love a good, ridiculous story. But I’m struggling a lot, too. So, I’ve been thinking about including those sorts of stories. So you can know that I’m a real person who feels bloated, intimidated, screams in my car, plucks manwhiskers out of my chin, stresses out about my rent, eats too much ice cream (although these days, it’s Coconut Bliss. Damn you, coconuts.)
Maybe you noticed I didn’t post much last week. I was working some freelance, working for friends, working out, net-working, and mutually deciding that things with my boyfriend weren’t working. So. Here I am. Monday morning, freshly single and feeling the jagged pangs of heartbreak that go along with that. Like my life has pared itself down to a few okay pairs of shoes and a toothbrush.
What. Am. I. Doing. (?)
Hopefully, I’ll have plenty of time to figure it all out… Meanwhile, I’m gonna go brush my teeth and cry at the same time. Then, take a breath, gather my wits – and “floss ‘n cry”.