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Les yeux sont aveugles, il faut chercher avec le coeur.

The eyes are blind, you must look with your heart

Name:
Caitlin
Birthdate:
2 August 1986
Dear World,



Happy People enjoy the scenery on a detour.




Love, Self





One day, while lost and searching for a familiar road, a friend of mine and I drove by a church sign that read "Happy people enjoy the scenery on a detour." As we had just commented on being lost and how not-upset-at-all we were about it, the sign seemed strangely apropos. I try to remember it during life's ups-and-downs, as I'm often forced to detour from what I considered the correct path.

I read a lot. I take on projects when I'm already swamped- simply because I cannot tell people "no". I like to sing to people, around people. I fall in love easily- with people, with projects, with music, with ideas and ideals.

I love MUSIC- I used to perform with a touring group. One of my first ever performances on a stage was Carnegie Hall. It was exciting and the one thing I miss the most in my life. I'm hoping 2010 will find me joining a local group.

In the same vein, give me a musical and I'll be happy. RENT, Avenue Q, The Last Five Years, They're Playin' Our Song. . . I'm in love. I don't have the tenacity or vocal range to perform them, but I can belt La Vie Boheme and Schadenfreude with the best of 'em!

In my free time, I like to travel to nearby renaissance faires as some of my best friends live across state lines and share the same love. I offer my loft as crash space for travelling and local friends in need as well.

The end of 2009 brought with it the end of many chapters of my life: I graduated college cum laude in Anthropology and ended my employment at a cinema and university office- two jobs that markedly shaped me into who I am today. I was kicked off of my parents insurance- a move which necessitated my entering the "real world" work force.

These days, I am job searching, soul searching, and generally searching for my path. Mostly, though, I'm smiling and trying to enjoy this detour.


~*~


Les yeux sont aveugles. Il faut chercher avec le coeur.


~*~


All that is gold does not glitter, not all who wander are lost


~*~


Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf.

So Eden sank to grief,

So dawn goes down to day.

Nothing gold can stay



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