I used to be surrounded by the arts and now it seems like I'm so far removed from it I can barely remember how it feels to sweat under the hot lights in a three sided room that I helped build. As I lay awake last night, unable to sleep for whatever reason I started thinking about my job and how sometimes it feels like a never ending circle with no conclusion. It's almost like I start over each month with the same set of tasks and demands. I enjoy my job and the people there are like my family. I also enjoy all the things I am able to do because of my job but there's no art in it. Maybe it's up to me to find the art in it. I don't know. With theatre you have a beginning and an eventual end even if it's sometimes bittersweet. I miss it...
I think I'm getting a little bit of cabin fever with my life...
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