The Only Constant...

That's enough of my story for now. Wouldn't want to put everything online and then have someone steal it, now would we? If you want to know what happens to Alina, Dom, and the rest of the crew you'll have to come out to see arts innovation movement: aim cincinnati's production of Super Heroes... (I think that's the title?)

Today I'm gonna talk about change. How many times have you heard "the only constant in life is change..." ? That's not rhetorical, I seriously want you to think about it and form and answer. Have you got it? Now think about how long that saying must have been around. I'm going to revise my statement to be, "the only constant in life is change...and clichés" Clichés can be fun and maybe i'll delve into that some other time. But for now, change, as life's constant.

It's been one year, one month, and nine days since I graduated from college. That was the most recent major change in my life. Before that it was moving to New York at 17. When I graduated my life went from waking up at 12:30 for a day that started at 1:30 and ended at 3:15 if I didn't have rehearsal, to waking up at 6 and having to go to work. I moved to Westport, CT and spent a month living with family friends. But I still conducted business as usual in the city. I started work at the spa the Friday before I graduated. I started dancing with the company the week after I graduated. And my life fell into a sort of pattern, scattered as it was I was making it happen. But after a month of the same, I was looking forward to time away with the company.

Then I went on tour. 3 weeks in the Caribbean was magical. It was also a long time to be stuck on an island that is only 37 sq. miles. By the time 3 weeks was up I was sooo ready to be back in New York. This time I stayed with Booface, who was on his tour, while I searched for apartments. I was still off from the spa and the company was rehearsing for the Gala in Cincinnati. I found an apartment, and settled the deposit with my two roommates. When I got back from performing in the 'nasti, I moved into my apartment.

After that, the mundane set in. By October of last year my schedule was set. I've worked the same days for the past 7 months, unless I requested a different schedule. I rehearse in the later portion of the week, and I go to the gym as often as possible. Wake up. Work. Dance. Workout. Eat. Sleep. Repeat. I play by the rules, to plow through the days. I mean, it's already Summer Solstice. I love summer, the longer days, the warmth, the sun. From this point on the days get shorter, colder, and before I know it, it'll be December again. The tree on the corner will be bare, and there will be 3 feet of snow. Again.

In February I was ready for a change. A break. I had run myself ragged between work and dance. I went home for a weekend and it was great. Then, literally 5 weeks later, I was home again. I needed another break. It helped while I was home, but when I returned to the city I was restless again. I needed a change. Something to break up the monotony that my life had become. I toyed with quitting my job. But that was no good since I'd still have to pay rent regardless of my employment status. So I got another job. I started working at the club. Which was fun for a while, but bad management and poor business practices made me over that particular gig quick.

Lucky for me, the spa underwent some changes in management staff at the other location and I was promoted. More money, less hours, and a shift time change presented exactly what I needed to fulfill that particular niche. I'm writing more, and reading a lot. I even went to some auditions last week. I'm ready for that big change to come sweeping through right about now. I'm at a place where I've done this and now it's on to the next.

Eventually everyone is ready for something different in life. I hope. If you're one of those people who prefers the simplicity of the exact same thing every day, for endless days. Then you're one who is going to miss out on life. Because the changes will come whether you're ready and with them or not. I'm still not exactly sure what that next is for me, but I'm waiting on it. At the risk of sounding repetitive (and quoting John Mayer) I'm waiting on my world to change. Unfortunately I still find that the more things change, the more they stay the same...

And the rest is still UNwritten.