on love, after a sort

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As I and other people have noted, I've been acting like a woman in love these last several months, spurred on pretty much entirely by doing what I need to be doing to do what I want to be doing and learning to adore and enjoy all sorts of things unabashedly. Of course, living in NYC and having friends who share, tolerate and understand my insanities and fixations helps as well.

There's an important thing to remember about being in love, though. Some days you're not. Some days you wish the object of your desire would drop off the face of the earth. Some days everything they do or say makes you want to tear the flesh from your bones just for something to focus on other than how annoying they are.

Well that's how I'm feeling about my love, that being theater, today. And if I didn't have the same swell of feeling for film and writing and music (and honestly, I'm probably more about film than live theater, when it comes down to it, I just haven't had as many opportunities there), I can't imagine how much more intolerable than I already am, I would be to be around right now.

Heavens.

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I think that the feelings and experiences you are having are evidence, messages from whatever to confirm that you are doing your Will.