Lights. Silence.

It's been a few days, but I've been meaning to write. 

I got another job - finally. I got a job doing stage and theatrical lighting at the theater here. (It's the univ at which I used to study theater, so that was grand.) Today was my first day at work, and I had to jump in head first. it was really all too much. But it was great. First thing, I had to run up to the catwalks and run spotlight for the debutante rehearsal that was going on (tomorrow night I get to do that all over again), which was pretty chill. I mean, all I did was sit in a broken down, but comfy chair, and run spot at 75 feet up. (I love heights. Good thing, too- at both jobs, I'm usually at least 50 feet up off the ground.) Then after that, I spent all day running around, hooking up cables, cords, lugging lights and stuff around and setting up lights everywhere. It got hot. Really fast. I worked from 8 this morning til noon at the climbing course, and then til sometime after 6 in the evening in the theater. It felt good, but I'm worn out now. 

I decided to mozey into our pool when I got home, and just floated there like a lazy bum for awhile. It felt amazing, and the water was at a perfect temperature. Things were quiet, and it was so nice. When I got out, I read by the pool  for about an hour - The Oath.

Something I've noticed about my summer is that it's been quiet. Even today, though it sounds like a crazy day, I hardly spoke at all. Since I've been home, I've not said much. Not more than I have to. Typing? no problem - I love to let my fingers glide across the keys and pour forth their stories. Speaking? I've been quiet. For those of you who don't know, I'm a cross between an introvert and an extrovert. Usually I get my time to myself, I'm quiet in the mornings. I open up in the afternoons.  Summer away has robbed me of social tendencies. When I first left, I made phone calls with my close friends, and that was the extent of my talking (other than forced conversation with family. ech.)

Summer came, and it brought silence. Since mom and sis left to Germany, I've not spoken at all. I'm sorry I've not even made phone calls. I have no desire to speak. And other than what work demands, I don't have to speak. I have to say "Belay on", "climb on" and do a safety check. I'd get fired - unless I dropped a climber first. lol. But for lighting? I didn't have to say anything but 'firing'. Beautiful.