By far my biggest personal problem in the last few years is leaving / making time for myself and others. This past week I really concentrated on organizing my tasks in order to have time to wander, to play guitar aimlessly, watch Metallica documentaries, talk in parking lots until 1am. It feels foreign and yet familiar. It feels like a time in the past marked by lots of discovering.
So much life stuff parallel the good parts of improv. I remember working at Barnes & Noble in Columbus, OH and reading snippets from a new book on sale about saying “yes” to everything. This was way before I started studying improvised performing. I remember that advice changing me. I recall that book leading me to driving around the country in a van just months later (and I didn’t even read the whole thing, I don’t even remember the name of it). It holds so true, today. I’ve been saying yes to new things, every offer, every “want to get some food”, every “want to talk about this”, every “let’s watch/listen/eat/look at this”. Somehow being more selfish with my time has made me feel less selfish, less guilty, and much happier.