My eyes keep opening and closing. It's so frustrating in those moments when they are closed. I feel blind, clumsy and slow. But I think sometimes that when I close them, I'm seeing something important... although not quite clear. Like an idea or dream that comes moments before real sleep begins. And whatever realizations I may have had are blinked away the instant I've gained consciousness.
I know that brilliance doesn't come with the snap of a finger. But sometimes the ebb and flow of learning is hard to take, when all you want is to know.
On today's improv in particular, I had the hardest time finding a place where I didn't feel stunted. And finally, I found a zone where I completely wandered everywhere, with carefree abandon. The paths went, and I followed.
Here we go, Day 270: https://ia800308.us.archive.org/15/items/Improv51012/20120510204111.mp3