My Confession

I used to dream of being on stage. I was a theater major in undergrad and never knew whether I was any good or if I was an actress wannabe. But how I loved being on stage singing.

The smell of any theater space is a heady combination of hope, sawdust, people funk, heat and stillness. Like the space has been just waiting for someone to come along and realize their potential. And you can never disappoint the space like you can yourself or others.

I miss that optimism.


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