tonight i rode my bicycle to and from improv class, without wearing my backpack. it was nice to feel the wind on my back. i noticed what a pleasant and slight change it was when i was riding over the bridge.
also while i crossed the bridge, i saw some guy talking to someone on a boat below on the water. i wondered if they knew each other. if they didn’t know each other then i’d wonder about who started the conversation, and what they talked about. i pondered about this for about 20 seconds as i passed by the guy.
tonight was the first time i consistently did long scenes. and it was weird. usually i’m used to doing like a 2-3 minute scene, but tonight they were stretched out and it was kind of nice to be on stage for so long but also a bugout when you don’t have that quick exit.
after i got home i sat and watched the water for a little bit, and really gave some thought to what i am searching for. i tend to do that at large bodies of water. i remember beeing a billiards partner to some random stranger at a bar in chicago. i was searching for a new city to move to, and had mentioned i wanted to live by the ocean. he said he had just visited an ocean for the first time the past summer and he never realized what a spiritual place it was.
that sentence has always stuck with me and likely always will.