Saturday, August 11, 2007

... o lo que es lo mismo...

i am no poet, no painter, no actor...
i am not an artist...
i got caught up on my own frustration, my own fear, my own anger, my own little self made hell...
but i still pretend,i've been playing this new rol for abouot six months where i am responsable and go to work everyday, take a shower everyday, pay bills everymonth, buy groceries every week, put gas, occasionally i drink a beer (or two), so i put my self in the suit of working man where i hardly complain and keep all my frustration inside, i wear shoes and black socks... it's an improvised character because i had never put my self in this position but it works out fine, just fine...
but then again that does not make me an actor...
when i was in school studying acting, i didn't perform in front of an audience all i did was... HIDE

1 comment:

Xoloescuintla_Pachiklosa said...

pienso que de algún modo todos nos escondemos ...