I'm tired tonight. And sad. The news from Boston is just awful. I really don't understand why anyone would target marathon runners for any reason. Or Boston, for that matter. Times like this I am either glued to the television or avoid it altogether. Tonight I'm avoiding it altogether. I can't take more death and senseless killing. I've had enough.
I'm sad too because I'm tired. I got home with a tiny bit of energy that I was hoping to use to write but was quickly dissipated by a few business phone calls, feeding the puppy and making myself dinner. That's all it takes to make me tired after a long day at work. I miss Vermont, when I had - or it felt like I had - all the time in the world. I definitely did not have work, puppy and business calls to distract me.
The good news is we have our two actors for the play I'm supposed to direct this summer. They're both recognizable, acclaimed actors, not household names but you've definitely heard of, if not seen, their movies. We had been waiting for them to confirm their participation in the first table-read this upcoming Saturday and tonight, they finally confirmed. I guess that means I am directing them. I wish I could feel more excited about it at this moment but all I feel is exhaustion. And a sudden urge to lose 20 lbs.
There's so much to do in the next few weeks/months. Besides prepare for this play I need to rewrite the script I just optioned (no small task), read several books, write the book proposal for my memoir, continue working on my pilot, continue training my puppy and work full-time. Oh, and blog. I'm just not sure it's all possible. Something might have to give. Or I have to do one thing at a time. I'm always trying to do everything at once.
For now, I think I'll go to sleep early and try to wake up early (fascinating, I know). Sorry to be such a downer tonight. Hopefully tomorrow will bring some clarity and pep in my step.