It felt glorious to be able to sleep in today. I really needed it as I slothed through my day.
I could feel my brain recharging as I moved at a leisurely pace. And then I started getting some ideas for my latest story, so I jotted those down. They say we get inspiration when our minds are at rest, which explains why sometimes people get ideas while doing routine things like driving or taking a walk. It opens up the creative portal inside our brain.
After writing, I rehearsed my other show since I have three upcoming performance dates. I was just running my lines without the blocking and noticed I was under my normal time by many minutes. To the point where I thought maybe I had dropped some lines, but when I checked my script, I hadn’t forgotten anything. Rehearsing without an audience always run faster because I don’t pause for reactions.
Even though I had gone to the farmer’s market, wrote, rehearsed, and did laundry, I still felt like a sloth and that is just ridiculous. I don’t want to put pressure on myself to always be productive. It’s perfectly okay to do nothing. ln fact, I love doing nothing- I wish I did nothing more.
On Facebook I asked people for a “Time Travel” movie suggestion since I have become obsessed with this theme lately. I was rewatching “Kate and Leopold” for the hundredth time when someone suggested:
THE LAKEHOUSE
I was kinda going along with it, but it was pretty predictable, and I found the ending a little confusing because if they are always two years apart, wouldn’t they be two years apart at the very end? Meh. Next!
I didn’t take hardly any pictures today. I was inside watching time-travel movies. I’m a sloth, remember?
Saturday, July 23, 2022:
Theresa Donahoe 