Last week, I wrote this:
I’ve been feeling better, off and on, for a few days.
I was still pretty bleak last Thursday morning, but I woke up, checked my email and found one of those golden tickets you get every once in a while – a really exciting, respected theatre company asking me to come in at the last minute for a general audition for a TBD musical.
I instantly felt like the opposite of curling into a ball – I felt energy, just a little, but bright green and springy, sprout out of my guts and send little leaves around my heart. A little zing to my brain.
I found myself thinking about being alive and functioning and in another show a year from now.
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