Going to the Olympics

Going to Africa, even though only for a very short while, is great because it makes me feel like I am taking my life into my own hands and doing what I want to do.
Being an actor can be hard sometimes because you are always at the whim of some other company and some other director. It never was originally your idea and you don't necessarily get much say in how the project is realized. Although Africa wasn't really "my idea" per se, it was certainly me who took the bull by the horns and decided I was going to do it. Other people deciding your life is hard. This is a case where I can take matters into my own hands. I like it. I will miss lots of people while I am gone, I know this, but I hope they all know that I am going for good reason and to really do some searching into who I am and what it is I want and need out of life. I know you can't expect to find all that in 3 weeks, but I feel that 3 weeks also cannot hurt.

On a whole different note, my family friend Will is in the Olympics.
You should watch for him. He gets to walk in the opening ceremony tomorrow night and everything. I get updates from my mom, who gets them directly from Will's mother, Ann who happens to be one of my mom's best friends. It's one of those things that totally fills me with that good ol' American pride. I really am proud of him. He's doing what he loves now when he can and he actually made it to the place that every athlete dreams of going. It's kind of unreal to actually know someone that is going to be there, and be there competing. Wow. Way to go Will. I, of course, will be rooting for you to go all the way, but I, of course, am also so proud no matter what happens just to say I know you.
Heck yeah.

I am leaving in only about 3 days for a 3 week cultural trip of a lifetime. Maybe it is my Olympics. It's my challenge. It's something that I want and need to do for myself. And I have to say, I'm pretty proud of myself too.