all the world's a stage...
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"525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?"
in recent months, i've gotten a chance to indulge my love of theatre quite a bit... tonight i went out with warner to watch "Take Me Out", an interesting take on archetypes, prejudice, and the difficulties of overcoming stereotypes in any walk of life... a few weeks ago in new york, i got a chance to attend the broadway production of "RENT", a reinvention of the classic La Boheme story except the plague is AIDS rather than consumption... the essence of the show involves relationships among friends and lovers (gay and straight, healthy and HIV-positive)...
as i contemplate turning 23 in less than a month, deal with a "relationship by default" and the attached commitment and responsibilities, dread the impending annual ritual of valentine's day, and come to terms with the inherent paradoxes and inconsistencies of my identity and my goals, choices, and desires in life, i can't help but turn to the stage and wish that life's conundrums could be resolved by a deus ex machina or other convenient plot device... to paraphrase a conversation with my good friend dan several years ago, i'm happy, but am i joyful?
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Current mood: "content"
Current music: Seasons of Love (from Rent)
"525,600 minutes, 525,000 moments so dear.
525,600 minutes - how do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee.
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.
In 525,600 minutes - how do you measure a year in the life?"
in recent months, i've gotten a chance to indulge my love of theatre quite a bit... tonight i went out with warner to watch "Take Me Out", an interesting take on archetypes, prejudice, and the difficulties of overcoming stereotypes in any walk of life... a few weeks ago in new york, i got a chance to attend the broadway production of "RENT", a reinvention of the classic La Boheme story except the plague is AIDS rather than consumption... the essence of the show involves relationships among friends and lovers (gay and straight, healthy and HIV-positive)...
as i contemplate turning 23 in less than a month, deal with a "relationship by default" and the attached commitment and responsibilities, dread the impending annual ritual of valentine's day, and come to terms with the inherent paradoxes and inconsistencies of my identity and my goals, choices, and desires in life, i can't help but turn to the stage and wish that life's conundrums could be resolved by a deus ex machina or other convenient plot device... to paraphrase a conversation with my good friend dan several years ago, i'm happy, but am i joyful?
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Current mood: "content"
Current music: Seasons of Love (from Rent)
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