Old Hearts

So,

These puppies are very polarizing. I know most people love or hate the Arcade Fire.

I'm leaning towards friends-with-benefits.

You can't tell me that if this performance was a person, that you wouldn't be tempted.

Enjoy.

Mmmm. Awesome.

Everyone has heard of this blog/book/phenomenon by now.

I like the idea of making lists, and I like things that are awesome. Done.
I decided to put together a short list of things that I like. Things that I think are awesome, just in their own way. Let me know what you think! 1. Finishing a great book
This can be very sad in a way, too. It's a goodbye. When you finish a great book for the first time, there's a feeling of accomplishment and satisfaction, and knowing that you've shared something with someone you may very well never meet. But there is the knowledge that it was ephemeral, something that you'll never have again. Not on a second reading. Not with an equally great book. It's done, but you did it!
2. Hot water bottles
Oh, the relief! If you've ever had to deal with menstrual cramps and put one of these puppies on, it makes life so much more liveable. And they're great for when you're cold.

3. New music
This one is a huge "duh" because really, who doesn't like to find out about what the world of music has to offer? But when something is new to you, that's when it is magical. I was once walking home, and good ol' shuffle put on "Day in the Life" by the Beatles. Nothing revolutionary, everyone grew up with this. But I had to stop dead in my tracks, because it was the first time that I had ever actually listened to it. I was incredibly affected.New music for me now? Well, that's a post unto itself.
4. Other people in my bed
Not even if it is romantic, but that is nice, of course. I love having someone there, feeling warm. And safe. We're better against marauders with two in a bed.
5. Re-runs
My goodness. These have saved my butt in so many ways. I'm not used to having cable TV (I'd been without it from age twelve to last year) but it's been nice for when I've been sad, or couldn't sleep. Plus, it's getting me caught up on the Simpsons, which I was never allowed to watch. And because of re runs, I am now familiar with things like this.
6. Popcorn
I could eat this for dinner. In fact, I have. Healthy? Only just, but still. Delicious, and an absolutely brainless snack. Pairs well with #5.
7. My cat
I do like most cats in general, but this particular one is wonderful. Sasha is smelly, loud, gorgeous and almost 19 years old. In cat years, she practically pre-dates Jesus. If cats have a Jesus. She's back in Hometown, but mum takes good care of her. She's gone deaf now, but I like to say that she's stopped listening. Which is good, because we swear at her a lot now.
8. Leonard Nimoy
Actor, philosopher, photographer and legend, I consider this man pretty darn important in the formation of my psyche. Mostly as Mr. Spock, and then later, reading his books and seeing his photo exhibits, I started to think about art and acting in a new way. Plus I met him. Oh yes.

9. Hummus and Carrots
Good snack. If it is red pepper hummus, then it is very colourful. Unless you're alergic to chick peas, or something, then you should eat this often. Listening to reagge gives me hummus. Sometimes with carrots, sometimes with corn chips. Totally depends. See a few posts ago if you're unsure about this food-music connection.
10. Gregory Peck
Ever since having seen him in Roman Holiday, I wanted to whiz around Rome on a Vespa with this man, eating gelato and being a princess in disguise. It wasn't ever anything too romantic, actually. I've always had a secret desire for an older brother. Mr. Peck would make an amazing big bro.

Impending ... something

My dear girl, this is the beginning of the rest of your life.

So, what were the past twenty-odd years, then?

Dress rehearsal.

I'm getting very reflective in the shadow of the last year of my degree. It is there, it's gonna happen, but ... it's that feeling of being at the starting gate. All at once, I want to bolt and rush through it, and just go balls to the wall - and I also want to just go home and have my mum make me eggs.

That's not atypical, and I'm aware. But the world is constantly expanding, and it is getting rather scary. The last year of Uni is not exactly a Hallmark-worthy milestone, but it feels big. Fourth year in the theatre department is a big deal. You're given a lot more responsibility and individual projects, so the stakes get higher. And there's the shallow part where in that world, you're a bit of a celebrity. Not hugely, but people know who you are and they pay attention to you.

In moments like these, I also see the years of my life spread in front of me. I can see the next few. You know, graduating, working ... moving. Perhaps fall in .... love? (Do we still call it that?)

These shapes are all blurred at the edges. I get them in theory. And then, the rest of it all stretches ahead into notions and then all I can see is that little vanishing point on the horizon.

I know it is there, and that's exhilarating. Beautiful, and shit yourself scary.

All this from buying a textbook. Seriously.

I'll get into something less "AHHHH LIFE IS SCARY" and something more food-related or perhaps the artsy poetry I'm getting known for.

I think it is now the time to reward you with something just as wow-enducing as life.

Dolly Parton. With Disney Characters.