I feel a little bit like this guy right now. Kinda discombobulated and off kilter; not quite sure if he can roll back over the right way. Woof. Extended metaphor.
It is currently my finals week. But only two finals, a voice jury, and a Chekhov showcase stand in the way of me driving out of here on Thursday.
It has been a long, difficult year y’all. I will miss my friends, and I will miss performing, but I don’t think I could do anything better for myself than getting out of the acting school loop for a couple of months.
But I have to survive the next three days first.
None of my finals are high stress, and yet I have lived in the world of stressful craziness for so long that it’s hard for me to come down from that. I am a perfectionist, which is NOT a good thing to be in the creative world. Art is imperfect in its imperfections! I keep reminding myself that as I dump huge piles of stuff into boxes without thinking about how tightly all this is going to cram in our little moving truck.
This is just a quick update to say that yes, I’m surviving. And you will be hearing a lot more from me soon, regarding life, the universe, and the world of a BFA acting major on summer vacation. Away from acting school? Yes. Away from acting? Never.