Some days I feel like the fallen star in this sad little stick figure picture. Doesn't he look so sleepy? MAN I am exhausted. Maybe today I feel more like my once multi dimensional dreams seem to have fallen a bit flat. Or at least fallen by the way side while I tutor my little tuchus off.
Saturday... Saturday. Just saying the name of the day out loud feels glorious. Day off, you are so close and yet so far!
Auditioned for Thoroughly Modern Millie in Paper Mill (New Jersey) on Tuesday, heading back Friday afternoon to dance. Tomorrow it's off to Tuck Everlasting... the tour (I think it could be pretty rogue, but I'll see what they're looking for).
Paying my dues, I'm just paying my dues. We all have to, regardless of industry. So instead of complaining about rehearsals or being irritated that the job I have is perhaps not exactly the job I want, I am just going to keep moving forward.
We all have a choice; focus on the negative or focus on the positive. It drives me a wee bit bonkers when people around me seem to spew forth complaints all day long, especially when they have work. I'm like, you're ALIVE aren't you? Your body works? Your voice works? You're doing what you love and you have people who you love who love you back? Be grateful, don't be gross. I might not say that to others all the times that I'd like, but I sure have to repeat it to myself sometimes.
So full speed ahead.
If only this head cold stuffy nose thing would call it quits!
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