Sorry, I've been neglectful of my blog. I've been so busy fretting, that everything else has taken a back seat. It takes a lot of energy to sit on my couch, stare into space, and worry and stress-out about the future. I can't say it's a productive way to live, but it sure is tiring! I had a dream last night that I was seeking counsel from a semi-homeless hippy who took the bus as her/his main form of transport. Something tells me that it's time to get a job.

It's not that I'm abandoning my over-serious Opus, it's just that my faith muscles are getting a little worn out (although, they are much stronger than they were five years ago).

The good news is that I've also been out doing a lot of fun activities lately: going to happy hour with my friend and her new man (how do all my friends find boyfriends?), seeing a friend in a play, watching the IMAX documentary on the Rolling Stones, Shine The Light (talk about inspiring...I've never had MJ's energy in my life) that make me realize that there's more to life than financial insecurity, and that, despite the cluster-fuck parking situation that is an inevitable outcome of going anywhere in Los Angeles, there's a lot of fun things to do in this city.

I have also re-invented my porch as an outside room, painted the hallway, and developed a deeper relationship with everyone I know who is also unemployed.

Just for today, I can enjoy life during uncertain times.