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In other news:
I am completely in love with New York. My time here has been amazing. Every day I meet to collaborate with artists. Today I have two rehearsals, tomorrow as well. Shows keep rolling in and I have two music videos in the works! One with BriAnna Olson, one with Molly Crabapple and Jim Batt.
I got recognized on the street yesterday by a man whose seen me play. My friend Lucio says that being recognized in New York means you're doing something right.
And it feels right. I am in the right place, at the right time and I am soaking it up for all it's worth. Life doesn't often feel this...not perfect, but just somehow precise.
Yesterday morning I woke up discouraged. Yes, it's hard, this life. For everyone. And for me sometimes with the music. But I decided to change my outlook and then wonderful things started happening. I have a bunch of new artists signed on to make art for my album, and some writers too. And there will be a big post about this, and about how you can make art, or words, for The Impossible Girl project - which is getting big and lovely and growing beyond and growing up and taking flight.
I say I decided to change my outlook, as if that were easy. And it is easy, when it's easy. Other times it is nigh impossible. I haven't had a serious depression since December. There have been hard days, and a dark week after getting that terrible flu in Alabama. But really, for the past few months I have felt very strong.
I feel as though I have this swirling mass of energy, thoughts, actions, life, all around me. I am in the center of a Kim vortex. And when I am strong enough I can use the momentum of the spin to fling the bad thoughts back out into the stratosphere where they burn up. But if I am not strong, or not diligent enough, if I let the thoughts sink down, they take hold, the spin gets denser, faster, I get sucked down and down, collapsing in on myself. A hard little nut of awful gravity. A black hole.
Happiness is a full time job. And for the most part it is not bliss, or joy, or smiling all the time. Though I am smiling a lot these New York days. Happiness is presence, and intent, and feeling that I am in the right place at the right time and I can say yes. To life.