Blame it on my birth sign, but apart from my deceptive public exuberance, I am in fact the most reclusive person I know. Blame it on my genetics, but apart from my deceptive figure, I am, in fact, a certified fat-ass. Safe from the trips to school and occasional coffee meetings with girlfriends, I spent the entire first half of May on my couch in front of the television with a family-sized box of cereal. In addition to sulking over my having been born in the wrong era, secretly wishing that Don Draper would come to my rescue,
knowing full well that I would love him unconditionally, regardless of his huge sexual appetite for every living, breathing, bosom-bearing human being with a functioning vagina, I have successfully managed to discover the most AHA! food combinations. And so, I shall list:
- Corn flakes and cottage cheese
- Corn flakes and cream cheese
- Corn flakes and anything, really
- Bread, olive oil, avocado, and Dijon mustard
- Olive oil, avocado, Dijon mustard (corn flakes not unwelcomed)
- Avocado, Dijon mustard
- Dijon mustard; the really spicy kind. Shit opens your nasal passageways like all hell.
I promise I am not depressed.
Au contraire. I found these days to be some of my most productive all year.
I made an extremely painful and difficult executive decision a few days ago to take the next, logical step, in pursuit of my career. It is time to take everything I’ve learned: my newfound humility that I have encountered after being thrust into a community of extremely talented musicians; my relatively recent acquisition of an Israeli Passport that I hold so close to my heart; and move back to NYC.
We must embrace change, as difficult as that may feel at any given time. Furthermore, we must accept that even the most seemingly futile moments of our lives, especially times during which remnants of a more difficult past seem to creep up on us,
i.e. binge eating, immobility, consecutive masturbation, I jest can, in fact hold the seeds to a brighter future. I don’t want to leave Israel, but I am trying not to ignore my slightly larger gut from leading me to where I ought to be. It is time to do things the right way. Recording, performance, introspection, bring it on.
“A goal without a plan is just…a wish.” Thanks for that, Antoin e de Saint-Exupery. And thank you @badgalriri for having an Instagram clad in pictures of strippers, and intelligent, inspiring quotes. Who knew.
Be back in a minute