Sunday, January 24, 2010

Just talking.

I spent all that time going to school, so everyone reminds me, and now I don't want to be a teacher anymore. I don't have any responsibilities, so they say, because I'm not married with kids. So I ping pong through life without settling on a career. I'm 33, single as can be, and at this rate will NEVER own my own home. So if you don't like teaching, what do you switch too? I'm good at reading and eating, otherwise.

Maybe I'm not thinking responsibly...I want what I want and I don't want to do what I don't want to do. It's just like when I was a child and my mom told me, "No, you can't have that toy." I had already written that doll into my life by that point. There were butterflies and sunshine and music and me and holding that damned doll and skipping on the grass. I did not, however, imagine myself being a teacher. I keep thinking of Philip Carey's character from Somerset Maugham's Of Human Bondage. He wanted to be an artist with the same passion that I wanted to be a writer. He constantly imagined a bohemian life with the characters of Scenes from the Latin Quarter. So do I. He settled on being a doctor and I settled on being a teacher.

So I joined the roller derby. I'm hoping it will bring out my wild side. I use to have one. Don't know where it went exactly. Derby makes me not feel so much like a school teacher.

Tonight I'm reading a few chapters from The Art of Seduction befor I go to bed.