Today was a grey day. I'd lost all recent gains, cried at almost anything, felt like the slowest one in the snail race.
And then --
f r i e n d s
Lunch with one, soulful chats with two more -- "I feel terrible." "Me too." -- plus an unexpected email from a fourth. Some days that's what keeps you going.
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*Anonymous*
*Hi again :)
Your post on what you love about theater was perfect, exactly what I wanted. I haven't posted a comment yet because I've been waiting with baited breath for part two, part three etc. Thank you for posting that and being so forthright. I too am curious about the 5 peices, I wonder if one was your "performance for one spectator"... More later. bye.
ps. I'm really liking this little exchange of ours!
Chin up! I know those grey days too. Hope the sun's shining again.
hi *Anon -- Yeah, I'm liking it too. Good food for thought. I, too, await parts 2, 3, etc., of why I love theatre. They will emerge when it's their time; I don't have them queued up. Start with the holy fire.
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