bleary eyed, bleary mind

Today has been long. It's ten past midnight and I'm still up. I managed to get through the day unscathed and feeling pretty good. Caught up with some good friends who always have something interesting to tell me. I love 'doco-man'. He always comes to me and says, "Anth, I watched this doco last night!!" and it's always with much gusto and excitement. And to which I reply, "of course you did".

I don't really have any earth shattering revelations or metaphores or ideas right now. I guess it's because it's so late and part of my mind is already wrapped in my blanket. I simply felt the urge to write. I just went through a heap of new templates for me blog, so hopefully it looks a little trendier on the eye. Is that word still being used, 'trendy'? Ah well, I tell old man jokes, I may as well use old man language!

I did go and see a friend in a one man theatre show tonight. I had seen it before but was very taken by it and felt I could see it again. It's a comedy based on a neurotic garson (waiter) at a fancy coctail bar. It's basically the story of him getting to work, the mishaps and mental anguish he experiences there and how he manages to get through the night after a heavy night, the night before.

I find it interesting to see someone who I actually know performing and playing the part of someone so different. Well, I think the character he played is a little different anyway. It kind of got me thinking (just then as I was typing) that we all at some time or another play a part, a role, put on a mask or pretend to be someone we're not.

I know at times I put on the brave face, the happy face, the tolerant face or the patient face when I know that it doesn't really suit the situation. I'm not referring to any time in particular, but I guess it's true of all of us.

Been thinking a lot over the past week about what it means to be truely human. I know this is a huge question and one I've probably touched on before. I just thought I'd throw it out there.

For now, I am leaving the ridiculous world of cyber space and resting my head in slumber-space.

Till I find my poncho....