Last night I went to the Bowery Poetry Club for Monday Night Bingo. If you don’t know what that is, well, it’s a lot more fun than it sounds. It’s Bingo for Gen Yer’s, in that it includes a Happy Hour and the hosts are drag queens.
I went with a friend from High School, who ended up winning Bingo within the first 15 seconds of playing…but was too embarassed to call out “Bingo!” so I did it for her. Which is how I ended up on stage, telling the bar of hundred’s that I’m from Tokyo.
Yeah, Tokyo. I said it without thinking…but really, isn’t that sort of the truth? It’s where all of my worldy possesions are, (packed away in boxes in the living room of my old apartment). It’s where I’m set to start my new job come January 5th, (yes, I got a new teaching job). And the last time I ever really lived in NY was nearly two years ago, even if my voter registration and driver’s license would suggest otherwise.
I guess the truth is, I don’t really know where I live right now. And I don’t know what I’m doing. I’m trying very hard not to think about it. Live in the moment. Embrace uncertainty. Be content with not knowing.
Um, Yeah…that’s not going very well.