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Change... Goodnight, Gracie


The sight of a house in the midst of packing for a move is sad. In a few weeks much of my life shall change... where I will be living, with whom I live, the job that pays the bills, etc. It is no wonder I enjoy my little fantasies of "Heroes", "Smallville", "Friends", and "Brothers and Sisters". They are my constant and a comforting world in which I can escape.

It has been change, change, change for a while. I look forward to breathing again. It is my concerted hope to create some rituals for the upcoming Holiday season to bring the magic back to life after the past two year's darkness. I love the Fall and cannot wait to bask in it's splendor.

"Heroes" was spectacular. Enthralling. They know how to spin a tale.

I am off to nap before show number two of a four show weekend. "Les Mis" can deflate the energy sails. I love performing, but it will be nice to be "me" for a few months.

After the show, someone inquired if I was Anthony in "Sweeney". It is always flattering to have someone talk about past work at a current production. (Aside: Would it not be funny for the ghosts of the students to walk in with different items during "Empty Chairs.."? We could make that the product portion of the show. I opt for bringing in toilet paper because of its universality and because it is ha ha humorous. :-)

It would be nice to have this election season come to its conclusion. I am politically fatigued. Obama is the man, period.

I dedicate this to Gracie, the coolest cat I have ever met and one I shall miss... forever. "So, goodnight Gracie..."

Off to slumber poppets,
dab

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Meg said…
Change can be one of the hardest things to go through, but I've often found that once you've pushed your way through, when you look back you realize it has often times made you a stronger person.

It is really nice to be recognized for past work, I had someone come up to me after Godspell had been over for some time, and ask if I was the girl who sang "Day by Day".

Was Gracie Jay and Karen's cat? If so I'm terribly sad that she died, even though I never met her. :( *thats my sad face*

Miss you! Heart you!
October 3, 2008 at 6:34 AM
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