…has 77 items on it. I just typed them up from the handwritten notebook where I’ve been downloading them.
I should say, 77 and counting.
This is not a joke. I expect to get to 777 before I’m done, though that may take a while.
Having to be perfect is #9. Then there were a lot about therapists.
A therapist responded to my blog about therapy today. That made the list, too.
And the fact that the Red Sox are the roller coaster baseball team so the emotions are too intense. And I happen to be in love with David Ortiz.
It turns out I am enraged that I am leaving the theatre company and also enraged I ever started it in the first place.
This is all about making what’s unconscious, conscious. Or, stop making sense. The Talking Heads really were, always, so smart.
So. I have decided to go item by item and get really specific about what exactly pisses me off and what exactly I would do if I had no moral center and wouldn’t go to jail.
I’ve already done this with one item, and I have to say, my mind has good reason to be afraid that I could turn into a serial killer. Of course, most people would probably already be serial killers if they knew what the item was, but I’m not telling.
Hiding who I am is also on the rage list, but this a public forum, and I’m already right on the edge of what I can get away with. So I guess I’ll have to stay mad about that one for a while.
Rage, rage, rage. I dare you to open your door into this vast uncharted country and see what you find there. It may not be pretty, but it will change your life.
I guarantee it.