bare now_now I can't stop fidgetting. I can't remember wanting something so much. It promises catharsis & could quite possibly be the most profound piece of theatrical work I will ever be a part of. If I get to be a part of it, that is. I can't stand this waiting. My heart drops like a deadweight in my chest everytime I think about it. It's not just some stupid show. It's not just some silly part. It's the chance to be a part of something great, something bigger than me. A chance to walk around in shed skin, to chew old words and speak with a new voice. To relive the past with a present perspective. To use my voice, my past mistakes, to weave a complex character worth knowing. To breathe soul into words and notes and to do so with others, filled with the same desire. Fueled by the same fire. It means so much. I fear the letdown, but can't help this yearning. It's an old flame rekindled. I feel desparately alive. 080401 ... now_now for a brief and shining moment I was real. 080402 ... now_now It's amazing how quickly anger can burn off when people you care about show their support. 080402 ... jane and when people you don't care about fall down long flights of stairs. 080403 ... now_now i heart you for that janey_jane 080403 ... jane it does present an awesome visual. & i ♥ you too. 080403 ... now_now broken_bones_and_bruises that's an alliterative show of support. It shouldn't, but it makes me smile. 080404 what's it to you? who go blather from