i'm smooth as jazz baby
My friends always said, Aaron is a rollin' stone.
I had a pretty nice experience involving the love of my life: theatre, yesterday. I got out of rehearsal early and was driving on Perry Highway and realized that it was only about 3 and I could still catch the kids at MPS working on Anne Frank. I drastically jerked my car off the road and headed back towards MPS. There were plenty of cars in the parking lot and I strolled inside. Walking down the stairs, it all started to happen.
I stopped in the middle of the stairs and just looked down at the space between the theatre and the gym. Our "green room." I just remember everything that happened there. Relationships broken and forged. Pranks played. Secrets revealed. 4 years of my life so intricately structured around theatre, and much of it happened in this very room. I walked backstage and it was like a moving montage formed in my brain. I pictured Pirates, Midsummer's, On Your Toes, Blood Brothers, and a few others being played out on stage. I walked onstage and around the new set and took it all in. It's hard to think where I'd be if it weren't for MPS. To be without all those people there now is very hard, but I guess this is for the best.
I think now of all I've done since. I've been in the paper for doing the one-act festival, I've written 3 shows and they're all being made now, and I do more improv than I ever did before. I don't know where to go from here but I know I miss my MPS friends. I'm going to try everything I can to spend more time with them, even if it means taxing myself in the process.
I had a pretty nice experience involving the love of my life: theatre, yesterday. I got out of rehearsal early and was driving on Perry Highway and realized that it was only about 3 and I could still catch the kids at MPS working on Anne Frank. I drastically jerked my car off the road and headed back towards MPS. There were plenty of cars in the parking lot and I strolled inside. Walking down the stairs, it all started to happen.
I stopped in the middle of the stairs and just looked down at the space between the theatre and the gym. Our "green room." I just remember everything that happened there. Relationships broken and forged. Pranks played. Secrets revealed. 4 years of my life so intricately structured around theatre, and much of it happened in this very room. I walked backstage and it was like a moving montage formed in my brain. I pictured Pirates, Midsummer's, On Your Toes, Blood Brothers, and a few others being played out on stage. I walked onstage and around the new set and took it all in. It's hard to think where I'd be if it weren't for MPS. To be without all those people there now is very hard, but I guess this is for the best.
I think now of all I've done since. I've been in the paper for doing the one-act festival, I've written 3 shows and they're all being made now, and I do more improv than I ever did before. I don't know where to go from here but I know I miss my MPS friends. I'm going to try everything I can to spend more time with them, even if it means taxing myself in the process.