Aunt Ayo's Great Ambitions

Ambition.
It's something I have in abundance. My dreams always sound grandiose when I share them with others.
"I'm going to be a published author, a moderately famous musician, a painter and photographer."
I always feel slightly abashed when I reveal the plan.
Why should I though?
Isn't it admirable to even attempt such things?

The women in the picture are performing another stage adaption to the Shakespeare play The Tempest. It's called Ariel, after the fairy in the original play.
I could, quite possibly, have just purchased the same face powder as them.
At Walgreens today I bought Airspun face powder. They've been making it since 1935.
I feel like I'm living some great tradition every time I put my face on.
I know, tangents are my specialty.
I want to start working harder on the things I dream of. I want to paint giant canvases and record "Forgive my Intrusion."
I want to collaborate with models, photographers, artists, writers, musicians...
I need a muse.
Or at least some work ethic.
Today was quite fantastic.
We were paid eighty dollars for the last gig at Casa Vino...
I've now made more than a hundred dollars on my music career.
I just want to tell the world, LIVE. Don't just be a boring waste of space.
Well, back to my book.