Feb 14, 2005 22:57
The other day I was sitting next to Mike Moralis at 1 am while watching lost braodway momments or some other fabulous rubish and I had an appifiny. That morning I woke up, went to school for theatre and spent a good 12-14 hours in class or working on some theatre project, ate dinner, did some theatre home work, went back to school to workshop some things, and then finnally I come home to unwind and what do I put in..... a dvd of dead denizens of broadway. More simply put, I had no idea how enveloped my life has become to theatre.
Tonight was another example. No matter how badly I didn't want to talk about theatre things always shifted back to that subject. Its good that I am living what I love, but is it worth the expence of me being multifacited?
Why cant I carry on a serious meaningful conversation with some one out side my profesional realm? Politics? Religion? Science? Philosphy? Why cant I talk about the week I spent under the stars in new mexico and arizona?
I have a bit of personal angst. At least I know im a good person for doing my good deed of the day by helping Mike Mo out. Thats it for now. Till anon.