I am the type of girl who has rapid cycles of vocational interests. I recently made a list of about 15 of the things i go back and forth between wanting to do with this possible future. Most of them are things i have absolutely no experience in. Most recently, I cannot stop picturing myself acting. I have been researching monologues online pointlessly because college soccer doesn't even bid me have a job, let alone audition for a play. I am not positive as to why I have been craving such theatrics, but i can almost guarantee you that next week i will be set on defeating deforestation in Haiti, or pursuing photography, or teaching english etc... How inexorably beautiful are the possibilities of this life that even the indecisive and impossibly quixotic like me can appreciate them?
Today i watched a movie that is actually a compilation of shorts about love and Paris that is fittingly titled Paris, Je T'aime. For me, it inspired healing in belief in a full-bodied and deep kind of love, but it mostly made me want to visit Paris sometime in the near future.
Tomorrow classes begin. Three more semesters to go at Biola for me and I am torn between thinking of this as a surprise that should be accompanied by a wistful sigh... or considering it a blessing that allows me to simply move forward and finally pursue the trail that The Truth will pull me down (maybe as an actress?). I am not the picky type of girl in any respect. I simply hope the trail has redwood trees all along it... and possibly someone to soak it in with me.
Nightnight, my 7:00am alarm is set for the first morning practice of the semester...
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