Wednesday, November 14, 2007
( 7:56 PM ) teahouse
They say that if a girl lives in a big city and has: (1) a love life; (2) an apartment; and (3) a job, all three will NEVER be working well at the same time.
It's like a law of nature. At least one thing has to be in turmoil or flux at all times.
A couple of years ago my job was going great. But then I broke up with a boyfriend. And then one night the ceiling of my rental apartment leaked moldy rainwater all over my bedroom, ruining the ceiling, the floor and all of the clothes in my closet.
A few months after that, I met the Fiance, and then I bought my lovely apartment. But then things got really bad and stressful at work, and I had to switch jobs.
Right now, I'm going through another one of those cycles.
It's like a zero sum game. In certain of these aspects of my life, things are going wonderfully.
But in others, I feel like the girl in this Camille Claudel sculpture I saw at the Musee d'Orsay:
In other words, trapped in hard stone or concrete with my head sticking out, but totally immobile.
Anyone have a pickaxe or a chainsaw, and want to help a girl out?#