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Confessions of a Dangerous Charlie's Angel Riding in Cars with Boys on the Side

From my friend Eileen's journal:

"Everytime I read about Drew Barrymore I feel like I'm reading about my friend Melanie in some sort of past, future or parallel life."

What, Eileen? OK, OK, so I've heard this comparison before. I can't say it pleases me, but I guess it could be worse. Why can't I remind my friends of Meryl Streep or someone equally fabulous?? Yeah, right. Though Drew does get major points for appearing in and co-producing Donnie Darko. OK, I'm over it.

So I also discovered in her journal that Miss Eileen wants to head up to Yellowstone this summer. Ahh...that makes my heart ache just a little. Do it, darling! It's a magical place. I'll talk to you when I'm in Nebraska and give you all the dish, tell you where to stay and what to check out.

So here I am, lonely again. It's strange to start and end my time here alone, with several months in the middle that now feel sorta like a dream. I'm feeling OK though, and I have plenty to do in the next few days. Keeping myself occupied is key.

A relative of a close friend is having a really hard time right now, and I'm finding myself highly troubled by it. Not surprisingly. I've spent a good deal of time last night and today in my own version of prayer, trying to send him all the healing thoughts that I can. It's amazing how quickly something like that can take my mind off my own trivial problems. Times like this force me to realize how silly I can be, and how much I need to be thankful for. I must continue trying to focus outside of myself, and to keep my emotions from taking complete control.

I'm currently finishing up a fantastic book: Meeting Faith: the Forest Journals of a Black Buddhist Nun. I just happened to notice it in the New Non-Fiction section of the library,and it's pretty amazing. It's written by a black American woman (named Faith) who spent a few months as a Buddhist nun in Thailand when she was about my age. Pretty incredible stuff.

The intern project turned out pretty well. It was a satisfying and highly challenging experience. We performed last Friday and Saturday to good-sized audiences. It was a strange play, full of many questions and no answers at all, but it went over well and we had interesting talkbacks after both performances. I feel good about what I've accomplished here. Now I just write my intern letter and I'm completely done! But I have a strong feeling I'll be back relatively soon. Bloomsburg (a bit like Silver Gate, Montana) is one of those places you feel compelled to return to - though more so the theater company than the town, actually. We'll see.

...and it's June. Wow.

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