My school was closed for Rosh Hashanah yesterday, and so, I had an unexpected day without responsibilities. Because of this, I was suddenly reminded of how I spent almost four years of my freelance NYC life- putzing around while the rest of the world goes to an office. And the next time you feel completely wiped out- I highly recommend it.
It all started when I studied abroad in London. I was a part of a very intense acting program, and taking a day off was nearly impossible. It was condensed into one semester, so we usually had outings on weekends as well. About three quarters of the way through, I started to burn out. I was getting sick, grouchy, and resentful toward theatre. So I took a leap of faith and called in sick on one sunny Monday. Instead of staying in bed, I took to the streets! I traveled in the opposite direction of my school to avoid bumping into any teachers looking chipper and healthy, and walked toward Convent Garden instead, about a 15 minute journey from our flat. I had barely ever wandered in a city by myself before, especially without telling anyone where I was going. I didn’t have a cell phone, I didn’t have a schedule, and I didn’t have a map.