the day before yesterday, a remarkably vivid image popped into my head, of a specific street in LA. I’ve walked down that street quite a bit; it’s in Santa Monica, close to the ocean, and it’s tree-lined and lovely. i thought about how much i’d love to live there.
weird thoughts have been popping into my head more than usual lately, it seems. can’t explain them.
not that i’m packing my bags and heading back to la anytime soon. there would be the slight problem of making a living there, plus i’d get fed up with the traffic – i’m getting fed up right now just thinking about it.
but it sure is warm and sunny and beautiful there. right now, i bet, as a matter of fact.
as opposed to the weather here – WHEN will the sun emerge? no wonder people are so depressed in alaska. well, i don’t actually know anybody who actually lives in alaska, but i’ve always read that people are more depressed there because of extreme lack of sun.
plus it snowed last night. Dad kept claiming that it was going to snow from one to three inches, but i didn’t believe him, and thank goodness he wasn’t right. but there’s enough snow on the ground to cover up the grass. some of the grass looks kind of green in places, by the way. i guess, really, the winter has been pretty darn mild. but still, enough already.
yesterday i was in the locker room at the fit club and a woman said to me, “i’d have made a horrible pioneer, because i sure do like my shower.” So right there, that’s something to be grateful for, the wide availibility of cleaning options.
i’m tired this morning. all i can think about is a nap, which i plan on taking this afternoon. rehearsal went ok last night, and i went to bed at a decent hour, but my sleep was plagued with all kinds of strange dreams, plus the tossing and the turning, and i got up too early. we’re having our dress rehearsal tonight, and the only obligation i have this afternoon is to put my hair in pin curls.
after i nap.
ok then,
grace