Find Me A Rodeo

Am I missing something? Maybe some excitement?

I am a rather big fan of HBO's Girls for a number of reasons.

Allow me to list them:
1. The fact that I want to be on the same level as Lena Dunham, I'll settle for a $3mil book deal.
2. The eclectic group of girls is sometimes annoying but rather intriguing.
3.  I am sure that I am meant to have a group of friends like that some day, I pray to the lords of writing material.
4. The banter.
5. I wonder if people live like that.

Which brings me to this.  I watched this past week's episode and  it was a montage of cocaine addled adventures and weird exploits with a rather delusional artist and I wondered again if this is how life goes for some people? Here is a show that is supposed to be about a group of post-grads in their 20s finding their way through life but what I see more is a lot of interesting scenarios that sometimes I am not sure are all that relatable, at least not from where I stand.

Here is Hannah a wannabe writer looking to make life interesting for writing's sake. I can't tell if she is procrastinating or selling out, but I think that is for a different time.   I am at sort of the same point in my life, only not quite as desperate and I wonder if I haven't been notified of this type of life. Or better yet am I supposed to be living it? Where does one find a life as such? I have been living in NYC my whole life and I spent the last three years of my college career in Manhattan and yet I was unaware that a whirlwind of a world existed.

I am not sure if this post has much of a point  mostly because I have not decided on what my next step is. Do I seek out this new world? Do I venture into the deep dark woods of Bushwick until I find a hidden alley where someone points me in the direction of strobe lights and shot glasses that light up? Or better yet am I not searching for employment outlets in the right place? Should I be hunting down magazines and offering to write about the plight of broke twenty-year-olds who dance in the dark and drink coffee sweetened with coconut sugar that they bought from shops they can't afford.

I need to interrupt myself here and post this song, it also happened ot be in this weeks episode but it has been running through my head and it puts me in a god mood lately. One of those moods where I have to stand up, throw up a fist, and yell "GIRL POWER!"

Carrying on..

I was pretty sure I knew where I was going but maybe I am heading in the wrong direction.  Maybe I am cut out for story chasing and new experience. Maybe my book can't be finished otherwise. Maybe I don't know enough.

Suit up or slum it out?