Monday, March 31, 2008

A manifesto...The names (and certain other things) have been changed to protect the innocent...

Danny was good at what he did at the bank. Unfortunately for Danny, he hated it. Danny was an artist at heart. He was a good artist, but not a great artist. Great artists were great because that’s all they did: made art. That’s what they did for a living, and if they made money, they did well, and if they didn’t, they starved. And while that lifestyle sounded romantic, Danny knew it to be otherwise.
Danny had gone to school and honed his craft there. Paying for school on his own, Danny worked at the record store full time, while pulling down full time classes, and rehearsing at night. It was a grueling schedule, both physically and mentally. But spiritually, he was alive!
Danny married a very nice girl he met at school, in the theatre. Tess was her name, and Danny loved her more than life itself. The two of them dreamed of going to New York and working and living and starving and succeeding and dying together, at least for a little while. They moved in together made the best out of the meager apartment they had found, right near school.
Somewhere along the way something changed…Through no one’s action but their own, they decided to give up their dreams and settle down together, get married, get normal jobs, buy a house, and have kids. They thought it would be everything they ever wanted.

Now, Danny’s having second thoughts. He would still tell you marrying Tess was best decision he had ever made and that he has no regrets there. The rest of it, though…

Now Danny sits at his cubicle at the bank, staring aimlessly at a blank computer monitor, loathing it, and despising it; hating the fact that it is his only source of human contact for 8 hours a day…
The trappings of his normal life are great. Danny and Tess have a great house, a couple of great cars and some really tremendous neighbors. Danny still loves Tess more than life itself; there are times that the only things keeping Danny from drinking a bottle of Tequila and going on a shooting spree, or drinking a bottle of bleach and calling it a day for that matter, is his love for Tess. But neither of them is happy. Both have jobs they hate, and Tess has lamented on several occasions that she never got to figure out what she wanted to be when she grew up. Danny had figured that out, but decided that it would be better to have given it up, without ever giving it a chance…

Now he has second thoughts.

Looking at his life, the only thing Danny has worth keeping is Tess. Everything else is unimportant…Danny can see himself giving it all up…Except Tess. Danny would never give up Tess.

But that’s all…

Monday, March 24, 2008

What a weekend!!!

Wow, after this weekend, I am almost glad to be sitting back in my familiarly miserable cubicle. What, with all of the time spent with cherished friends, all of the pampering by professionals in a relaxing but completely masculine setting, the thrill of winning and the agony of having to leave the table cause your friends and wife NEED to sleep, not to mention all of the freaking EATING done this weekend, I ALMOST forgot my high stress, often seemingly futile existence.

Almost...

it was nice to be reminded what I do all of this for, sometimes...