#77: Earn at least one dollar by busking.
Due date: 3-18-2015
Resolution: For those of you who don't know what busking is it's just another name for street performing. As a shut in I'm not looking forward to this resolution at all. The thought of intentionally drawing attention from stranger, scares the hell out of me.
I'm not sure what my street routine will be, but I do know it will be something that I learn via 365 Days of Resolution. A small part of me wants to do this to get out of my comfort zone. A bigger part of me likes the idea of showing up somewhere, setting up shop, and then bailing out the second the first dollar hits the collection device.
We'll see what happens.
Update #1: The Conclusion.
I think I'm growing to accept the fact that I don't really want to be a public performer. I'm much more comfortable hiding in my room trying to figure out how to virtually entertain people with my writing.
When I was younger I forced myself to be an extravert. As a second child who was VERY shy it was easy to feel unnoticed but my humor always managed to catch people's attention. I loved to make people laugh so I pretty much became a performer to get the attention I needed.
Not a stage performer in any way but a performer in life. I was still too shy to step foot on any stage for any type of crowd recognition but I was fine performing for small groups of friends.
The fact that I felt any interaction needed to be entertaining led many people, including me to believe that I was a true extravert. No one was there to witness the angst ridden preparation that went into facing the average day.
I then discovered writing as a release for my cluttered mind. It took a long time but I gradually became more and more introverted as the years passed; working graveyard shift alone to avoid having to be "on" while at work, the strange hours giving me an excuse to take a break from friends and just spending more and more time behind the keyboard creating worlds where I could be heard in a voice that felt comfortable to me.
This isn't to say that I wasn't having fun with people. I just grew less and less interested in being the performer but had no idea how else to be. Plus now that I was a "writer" I had to keep up my social skills because even though I was writing there was no one out there to read.
In a way this blog is a form of virtual busking; passively putting things out there for passers by in hopes that someone is entertained enough to stop for a bit and check things out. Also like a busker my skill (blogging wise) aren't quite ready for the big stage but who knows who might pass by that would beg to differ.
Don't worry, I'm not going to pass the above paragraph off as a technical support. I'm pretty happy to have a failed busking career.