Thursday, June 23, 2011

My Diary

The life of every man is a diary in which he means to write one story, and writes another.

James M. Barrie
Spring fever has come late to me this year. I can't remember the last time I didn't want to write anything. I stare at the blank screen and have no words to put on it.

I don't feel like recounting the history of theatre, or urging people to be creative, use their imaginations and seek enlightenment. I don't want to reprise an old journal entry. I don't even feel like telling you what my birds are doing. The sink is full of dishes, the vacuum cleaner is on the floor, plugged in, but otherwise inert, the laundry bag is full of clothes. It's just too damn hot to do anything.

I never kept a diary, never recorded the life I wanted for myself. I just kept going along and whatever appeared at the next finger post or mile stone was what I did. A vagabond's journey. The day comes, and with it another chance at life.

I've known great joy and great pain, loved more women than I had any right to, frequently made a living doing things I wasn't qualified to do, performed on more stages and in front of more cameras and microphones than I can remember, never had a permanent home, never a real family, never traveled to a foreign country, am neither rich nor famous.

I wish I had a six pack of cold beer. But I don't, so apple juice on the rocks is my evening cocktail

I am not writing my life story. What's to write? Besides it isn't over yet.

DB - The Vagabond
Never giver up.

It's a long, hot, sticky summer, so here's a hot, sticky question for you.

Same sex marriage. Should it be legal or not? If so, why? If not, why not?

1 answer so far

You have until the last day of summer, but don't dally.
I eagerly await your answer.



Jon said...

It's not spring fever - - it's an early summer rut! Hot weather tends to even make brilliant minds lethargic now and then. It doesn't matter what you write about, because your thoughts are always fascinating.
Heck, I've been writing about absolutely nothing for years!

Arlene (AJ) said...

Indeed spring has gone and summer has arrived DB, for not knowing what too write today, you did a good job of it dear. You've had a more fascinating life than a lot of folks, keep looking forward to what tomorrow will bring and you'll be fine.