I am off to rehearsal soon in the next twenty minutes. I am part of a production on homelessness set to open on the 3rd of October. This is the production for which I made the last mask (See? I can be taught ;)
The woman from the domestic violence shelter dropped off the doors for my next project. Oh wait, my next project is a birdhouse for Habitat for Humanity.
My "own" work has slowed to a crawl.
I have committed to curate a show next Spring for an event sponsored by our drama department and I gotta say... This must be it for the next year!
Usually, I swear I live for this stuff, but right now I am tired. And perhaps a little depressed. It happens, and it will pass too.
Life is complex. I suppose I like it like that.