It Opens Wednesday Or Friday.

I Feel Prematurely Old. I'm Actually Having This Major Belated Quarter-life Crisis. I'm Turning 30 In A Couple Of Weeks. I've Been Thinking A Lot About Mortality. A Lot About What I'm Going To Do With My Life And How To Enjoy It. One Of The Things I'm Going To Work On Is Being More Spontaneous, Letting Go, Embracing The Beauty Of Come-what-may.

In Adolescence, It's 'how Do I Fit In?' In Your 20s, 'what Do I Want To Do?' Your 30s, 'is This What I'm Meant To Do?' I Think The Trick Is Living The Questions. Not Worrying So Much About What's Ahead But Rather Sitting In The Gray Area; Being Okay With Where You Are. If You Can Find The Parity Between 'where Am I Going?' And 'what's My Purpose?' You've Got Two Pretty Solid Pillars For Your Coffee Table.

Maybe The Realisation Of The Full Human Potential Is The Utopian Thing. Maybe That Is Our Collective Struggle, Is To Find A Way To Get There. But Right Now It Seems Like We're Duplicating What Was Written In The Bible, A Millennium Ago, Which Is "an Eye For An Eye." Revenge Policy; "if You Hit Me, We'll Hit You Back Worse"; Ad Infinitum.

I Am Critical Of Myself Like Everyone Else. You Go To A Movie Theater And You Are Forty Feet High. I Had Bad Skin As A Teenager And I Am A Shy Person, But I Think I Am In The Perfect Business To Fight My Insecurities. You Have To Learn To Love Yourself And Say 'i Am Pretty Cool' Instead Of Being So Critical. You Can Easily Fall Into The Trap Of Doing That.

I Think That When You Let Go And "throw It All Away" And Stop Getting Attached And Say "whatever Happens, Happens", You Don't Invest Too Much In Anything Particular, And Things Work Out.