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again. i had another dream in which i was in a play, with a significant part (this time a narrator of sorts, who also functioned as a character in the story), and it's opening night and i forget every single one of my lines. at least i was in the right costume this time. but i couldn't remember a word of the opening monologue except "night," and the director was sitting in the audience saying the lines to me for me to repeat, and finally he gave up and yelled at me and said this show is cancelled.
it was going to be an amazing show, too.
once i dreamed that i was in peter pan, and i was peter, and on opening night i hadn't yet learned a single line and i was in this ratty old green shirt that says "nature," which i actually have, and a pair of sweatpants. and i was crawling around backstage to try and get in place because i was on the wrong side of the stage. and when i couldn't remember my lines, the lost boys turned on me and became vicious.
once i dreamed that i was in a wizard of oz spoof (and i really was once, but this was a different show), and i was in costume this time but didn't remember my lines, and the tin-man started screaming at me, fully out of character, right on stage.
i never dream good dreams about being onstage. they're always these wretched situations where i let everyone down and they all turn on me.
last night was just horrible, though. i had the most beautiful and amazing costume, and the character was stunning and i knew it all, i knew it so well. in most of these dreams it's a situation of somehow i just never learned the lines. last night, i had learned. i was completely immersed in the project and it was beautiful, and as i walked up the aisle and climbed the stairs onto the stage i was panicking inside because all of a sudden i couldn't remember.
i should not think about acting. whenever i do, i have these dreams.
it was going to be an amazing show, too.
once i dreamed that i was in peter pan, and i was peter, and on opening night i hadn't yet learned a single line and i was in this ratty old green shirt that says "nature," which i actually have, and a pair of sweatpants. and i was crawling around backstage to try and get in place because i was on the wrong side of the stage. and when i couldn't remember my lines, the lost boys turned on me and became vicious.
once i dreamed that i was in a wizard of oz spoof (and i really was once, but this was a different show), and i was in costume this time but didn't remember my lines, and the tin-man started screaming at me, fully out of character, right on stage.
i never dream good dreams about being onstage. they're always these wretched situations where i let everyone down and they all turn on me.
last night was just horrible, though. i had the most beautiful and amazing costume, and the character was stunning and i knew it all, i knew it so well. in most of these dreams it's a situation of somehow i just never learned the lines. last night, i had learned. i was completely immersed in the project and it was beautiful, and as i walked up the aisle and climbed the stairs onto the stage i was panicking inside because all of a sudden i couldn't remember.
i should not think about acting. whenever i do, i have these dreams.