Wanderings

What a lusciously wanderess-type of day this was! Last night I was exhausted and slept from 7:30pm to 8:45am! MANY dreams- in one I was working at a grocery store and discussing my future with my boyfriend, Kevin Federline! Sad to say this is not the first dream I've had about him....

It was a bright and sunny day and I headed out around noon- I walked to the center of town for lunch and happened to run into a friend at the sandwich shop. Pastrami sandwich, mini-chocolate pastry, coffee, and chit-chat- huzzah! Then I headed for the public library, which I'd been to only once or twice before but never really explored. Well. Let's just say my life has changed entirely since that moment of entrance... into the BEST. LIBRARY. I have ever experienced! It has all the books and resources of a city library, but none of the homeless people! Instead, there are sunny windows and cozy chairs and lovely, clean pages of books! The movies, magazines, mysteries, biographies- and Irving, Updike, Oates, Hemingway... I was a kid in a candy shop. I practically skipped out with my arms full of books, and took a winding path through the woods home. I followed a babbling brook, picking out spots where I can sit and read when the weather is warmer. I crossed several bridges, ending up at a large open field, and I found my way home from there, feeling every bit the whimsical Wellesley schoolgirl. Then I curled up in my room and read "The Witches of Eastwick" until it was time to leave...

for the Tuesday open mike night at Club Passim! As usual, I had the vegan peanut curry on rice and be-friended some of my neighbors- one who I believe may have been a bit enamored? Am I allowed to brag on my blog? Well, since I'm probably the only person who will ever read it, and it's more of a diary than a blog, and its whole POINT is for me to gain confidence in my natural, goddess self, then, yes I am allowing myself to say that. Humph.

Next! Playing was fun as always, and I was hoping to catch an earlier-than usual bus home. I couldn't wait to unwind some more with "The Witches of Eastwick." But I arrived at the Kendall subway stop to see that I was stranded! After 15 minutes of standing in denial, I went across the street to explore my options. And the rest of the evening played out as my evenings usually do when they involve me being stranded, anxious, bored, and/or exploring- I ended up at a bar, nursing a generous glass of wine, deep in conversation about my own personal "feminine mystique" with the bartender. Other topics discussed: Obama, Britney Spears, Massachusetts weather, and how rejection makes one stronger. It was a wholly enjoyable hour and a half, and my self-esteem was boosted considerably thanks to his various comments, including (my favorite), "you probably cause 1-2 accidents a month." hehehe I also caused quite a ruckus when I ran in to use a bathroom in a neighboring bar- for some reason the Irish and English men clustered around the bar couldn't handle the combination of me and my guitar and for a moment I didn't think I was going to get out of there.... anyway... so it turned out to be quite the entertaining night and I am definitely feeling good about trusting the sexy siren/wild woman inside of me. I'll keep you (aka myself) posted!