Hollow ween

It's hard to get into Halloween when you don't have kids and it falls on a Monday. Last year we took the niece trick or treating. Actually it was more like 7 adults using a kid to get the candy. The niece has a high cuteness factor which leads to getting alot of candy, but she didn't seem too interested in meeting all these strangers. We took her treating around my parent's neighborhood that had some really cool displays. Maybe if we ever have a house, we'll do that too.

This year with Halloween on a Monday, hard to trek over to DC after work. But no doubt the fog rolling through the streets would make it even eerier.

A client's office had a Halloween potluck which was delicious: quince pie, butternut squash lasagna, chicken curry, and one of those towering Claimjumpers 7 layer chocolate cakes. Costumes included: a couple of mad scientists, Cruella De Ville, 1950s poodle skirt outfit, a queen. Game while you waited: write a caption for various creature feature type movie stills. They're librarians. Librarians are a very ecclectic bunch.

After work I walked through the various 2nd hand clothing stores and Halloween costume stores after work which were mobbed with college students looking for the last minute get up. I on the other hand was looking for costume items for a future performance that's slowly been churning in my mind. I found most of what I was looking for. Now I'm just looking to find one more piece of the puzzle.

Walking past the wigs and outfits and makeup, I had this feeling of blah, that I was tired of dressing up, of being something else. With all the changes this year and stretching and pushing who I am and who I thought I was, I just felt like going home, taking a nap, reorganize a couple of closets and just kind of settle into just being me. Alot of changes both inside and out, masks that change from moment to moment that I haven't quite adjusted to yet. Alot of changes yet to come.

Fall truly is the season for transformation.