But tomorrow I get to spend the evening with Laurel, and then Monday morning I don't have classes and I get to sleep in.
What profound thoughts can I share today? I really don't know. I don't have many. I can gripe and complain and praise and discuss and analyze and rave about the rehearsal today. There are elements that I can do all of those with, but it would be kind of pointless. It doesn't matter; it's not going to change anything, and rehashing everything that went wrong is just going to make things worse. It's not going to make me or anyone else feel any better, and it's definitely not going to do as much good as just doing the rest of the week the best that I can will.
Yeah. I'm far too tired for 11:00 at night. I'm never this exhausted at this hour. Except for today. Today is definitely a special case.
One year ago today: This weekend is the celebration of the event that defines human history, and all I can think about is the show?! *sigh* That's always been one of the defining events of my Easter celebration, though. It's been what's taken me past the words on a page, past the stories I've heard a thousand thousand times, and into what's real. Not just watching it, but living it. It's taken me into the story.
infinite || abyss