I drove on the crowded 405 yesterday evening, sitting in bumper to bumper traffic. My radio was off, my phone buried in my purse, my car motionless. But I was flying. High off the fumes of working as an actor...on a fun set of a commercial with amazing people where I got to improvise all day long. Ahhh!!! Aside from a sunrise in Hawaii with my husband, it's my second favorite thing to do. I know, it sounds cliche and old, but in this business, you gotta savor all your victories.
I could have sat there all night if needed. Just drinking in the gratitude of working, the excitement of more to come, the acknowledgment of progress (I remember the day all I wanted was an audition..and now I will have 3 commericals running at once), and the belief in the process. In being patient. In not being a fuck who quits cuz it doesn't come easy. (Cut to: me many a times!!!!). (I remember the night a friend's girlfriend got a modeling contract while hostessing at The Cheesecake Factory. I was knee deep in clam chowder, bad tips, and a invitation to go see 'The Mummy' with a cook).
Yeah yeah, I can hear it now...'don't get too excited. Shit always ebbs and flows. You'll be on the down side in no time, it's a lottery, it's all luck, better have fun while it lasts, it's the hardest business to be in, what's your back up plan, so what, it's just a commercial, blah blah blah.' But rather than take in all the old tapes accumulated from my own head and other people's stories, I'll live in this one. 'When you're doing your heart's desire, time stops.' And it's been stopping more and more these days.
When does time stop for you?
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