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Day 1 on the set of Dead Air. I lolly-gagged my way to the location and took in the GORGEOUS scenery on my hour drive. I applaud my costars, Teneshia and David who were amazing in the heat of the sun. The crew was AMAZE BALLS with their fierce dedication to bringing Myles' creative vision to life. I truly am honored to be a part of this project. Tomorrow morning is my final day. I thought I was to be here for yet another night, but I will be released from set a day early. Boo hoo. That's the downside of these experiences for me. I grow quite attached to the collective energy and make some new friends, too. I never want to leave! When a few of us returned to the 'chalet' cabin, I headed down to the lake to stick my tootsies in the warm water and a school of little fish ranging from 2 inches to 4 inches long came over to see what I was up to. I played with them for about a half an hour as a few brave fishes would get just close enough for me to touch their tale. I then sat on the water's edge to sit in the warm sun and feel the cool breeze on my face. What a delightful experience! What a wonderful day! 
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I decided to divvy up my 6+ hour drive to Montreal with an overnight stay and randomly picked a midway point. It was a lovely drive to Claremont, NH for the night. The Claremont Motel, which is just outside of town is comfortable even though not much to look at. I ventured into town to go exploring (I mean, I am the adventure broad, right?) and I discovered a sweet place! Technically, it is a city and some research revealed: * There is a significant prehistoric Native American site with occupational evidence back to 1300 CE. * The Union Episcopal Church in West Claremont is the oldest remaining Episcopal church building in New Hampshire. * It is the home of many mills back in the day and there is even an opera house! On my search for dinner, I found Crowbar Hardware Store, a speakeasy opened in 2022 and I am so glad I decided to take a peek. You have to know where to find the secret doorbell in order to get access (thanks to a Yelp review that revealed that nifty info). I enjoyed a delicious dinner and the perfect Manhattan. On my way back to the motel, I spotted a park and went to see the river in spite of the rain. It was a good day!  The face I make when I turn my pervasive catastrophizing on its head. I think I made up that term by combining each I came across on my lifelong quest to learn, learn, learn about how I am in the world. I know I am one adventurous broad and all that, but I am also dealing with my personal #*@* too. It is a bit of a dance of giving that crap some space to air out and not giving it too much oxygen to grow. I was also reminded of another way to look at it and this is now my mantra: Is it true? Is it real? Um, 99.99% of the time, the freak out mind#*@& is not. So, there you go.  The best laid plans...and all that. I was very excited to use my annual state beach pass for the first time this season but, alas, the weather had other plans for me. Side note: if I was in Oregon, the raincoat would be on for a stroll in the 'liquid sunshine' 😀 So, knowing I would not be playing in the surf today, I came up with Plan B: a cleared schedule for the day. Isn't that the most fantastic moment when you realize you have a wide open day to do WHATEVER?!? It is for me as a multi-passionate person who has a wee bit of a tendency to, um, over-schedule herself at times. Anyway, I started off this rainy, summer Sunday with a stroll around my neighborhood in the West End and admired the flowers. One of my favorite things is to walk in the rain. This is kind a meta moment for a metaphor for life, isn't it? 😀  I finally made to the dumpling place in Brookline and just had a lovely exchange with the fellow who took my order. He said, "You have the best energy. I wish every customer was like you." I gushed with appreciation and shared that his kind words meant the world to me as I was having a few 'people problems' of late. What I didn't share was one of those issues was related to releasing a friendship after I felt my boundaries were breached. I won't go into details here but I will share that I was shocked by a text message that came to me out of the blue. I requested some space and the person ignored it further crossing the line with astonishing comments. I am heartbroken and with no doubts, forgave them and told them to never contact me again. It has taken me decades to use my voice and I ain't backing down by not advocating for myself. Communication between us perfectly imperfect humans can get a little dicey at times. We do our best and sometimes you just have to say goodbye.  |
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