Cheers!

Today's rehearsal was so exhausting, but despite the huge amount of ideas provided at all ends I still believe the show will succeed, and has so much promise.

I'm so tired right now. I'm currently dressed in a prince charming outfit. thought all of you should know...haha or if anyone reads this at all. I'm waiting for the guests. I feel like my life is a giant cannon of anticipation of waiting for events that are certain to happen, but what exactly they are is all a mystery, I suppose I would be extroardinarily egoccentric if I believed I was the only person feeling this way. I guess this existential 'suspended in air/time' sensation is fairly normal, but rather it is the way in which this suspension ceases, and we hit the ground, or the torrents of events, and the way we respond that makes each individual's experience of this existential awareness completely unique and therefore all the more solitary.

Those are my thoughts today, maybe they don't make sense, maybe they will in a thousand years, maybe they once did.

Cheers