Richard and I were walking. . .
I was saying. “What do you think about me commuting, living two weeks in California and two weeks in Boston, traveling so much that in the last year I’ve not slept longer than 21 days in my own bed?”
He smiled. He knows me well. He thought and then he said, “I think you don’t want to live anywhere.”
I stopped. I looked at him and said, “I think I want to live everywhere.” ____________
I’ve always wanted to live everywhere, do everything, be everyone. When there was a play every part was the part that I was interested in. I thought they all looked like fun. I wanted to try them all on. I wanted to be the light man and the prop master, and move scenery. Could I help make costumes and work in the ticket booth too?
It really was a bit of a problem. Not for me, but for the universe of everyone. I had to keep my feelings a secret, because they thought I wanted to be in control of everything. It wasn’t control. Control meant nothing. It was an overwhelming sense of curiosity.
Everything has so much to offer, and I have only one life to explore a whole universe.
Of course, one of the everything is knowing how to do one thing.
I know the power of doing one thing well. That’s why I write from the minute I wake until I go to bed. I think I picked the right one thing, because I can write about anything and everything.
Anywhere, everywhere, anything, everything, that's the gift of writing.
−me strauss Letting me be