Wow.
So… um… where was I?
Oh, right. Before my life erupted like a volcano of… busy-ness.
Directorials are finished, and while in some ways I’m happy – no more lines to learn or rehearsals or stressing over it all – at the same time, I’m really going to miss it. ‘4.48 Psychosis’ by Sarah Kane is one of the pieces I was in, which we performed today, and it seemed to be really effective – I think the audience ‘enjoyed’ it, if you can enjoy that piece, and it seemed to have an impact on them, which is the important thing. I was very emotional at the end, that’s for sure!
So, back to normal functioning I guess – once I’ve shifted this illness. Yes, typical me – I managed to get myself poorly in performance week. Now that the performances are over, it seems to be fading away – rather, it did, but in the past hour or so it’s come back with a venegance. I have a streaming cold, my throat feels like sandpaper, it hurts to drink but if I don’t drink it hurts too, speaking is painful, singing is impossible… you get the idea. I’m convinced I would’ve performed better in the performances had I been completely healthy, but it’s made me excited for next year, when I get to be the director!
So the plan for the next few days is to do very little. I need to catch up on sleep and sort my life out – tidy my room completely and get stuff organised, do a bit more writing and make sure all of my work is completely up to date. Most of all though, sleep.
Talking of sleep, I think I’d best be drifting off now. Once more unto the breach, good friends, once more…
the life of a moomin 