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Published: October 1st 2005
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Fields of Gold
Laramie Peak and Medicine Bow in the background. Megan and trees in the midground. Rock Springs, WY
Middle of the Red Desert,
Bunny's run rampant here like squirrels
Only they don't climb trees and often end up as road kill.
Drove past Independence Rock without realizing it
"Hey Megan- what's that larger rock over there?"
Almost got run off the road several times by truckers going West on 80.
Bully Semis.
Old mining city surrounded by rolling hills,
They look like painted flats, scenic paintings, illusions,
Megan described them as a "Navajo Blanket",
Stretched out over a sleeping giant,
At night the hills disappear,
And leave just a dark void
Between the city street lamps and the star lit sky.
A difficult week as far as the kids go,
They all seem to be enjoying rehearsals and the show,
But attention and focus is lacking.
Mostly due to rehearsals now being after school from 4-8
Their attention pulled in so many different directions after an already long day.
Frustration leads to pay off (and beers-post rehearsal of course)
At the end of rehearsal today
When we finally get through to the kids.
We're probably closer in age to their parents than to our cast of 1st through 6th.
As they are
Megan running
Pretty self-explanatory. picked up from rehearsal
It's hard to tell whether those who arrive are parents
Or siblings.
Pregnancy is a fad here,
13 year old mothers in Douglas- so we heard.
Nothing else to do apparently,
Teaching Abstinence? ... hmmmm...
Our wonderful sex education at work
Doubts creep in at times about how I will survive the year,
All to familiar negative feelings and fears.
Tears hide behind masking eyes and attitude,
I miss family, I miss friends, I miss home, I miss home cooked meals,
I miss not having to pick through my meal wondering what kind of meat I will find in this week’s vegetarian entree.
I miss consistency.
Three months of blue sky,
One day of clouds and I’m already expecting the worst.
I have to keep reminding myself it's ok to have bad days,
Mood swings and fits of depression do not a catastrophe make.
After having a practically flawless summer (which I will fill you in on soon hopefully)
It's easy to wonder what is going wrong now.
Was it this summer a fluke? Am I tired? Already burnt out? Lonely? Suffering from High Altitude Sickness?
Conclusion (with help from parents): I am normal.
Bad
Fields of Gold 2
Same as Fields of Gold, only that's me with the trees this time. days pass, depression lifts.
Tides of a cliché and Hallmark river.
Show day tomorrow and then just down the road on Sunday to Lyman, WY.
Editor's Note: All photos are from last week- our trip to and around Douglas.
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tara
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i miss you
hey... i'm not gonna try and be trite and tell you everything will be ok, i'm no prophet... but... maybe focusing smaller might help not getting ahead of yourself... a moment, a day, a breath at a time... don't worry about the rest of the year, you're good now, and now and now. anyway, i miss you alot... i'm gonna try and call you soon... just perpetually distracted by adorable girlfriend. :) xoxo tara