Thanks

I looked out across the window and noticed that the house across Florin has an iron fence protecting it's driveway. A lot of cars would pull forward and back into space in front of the the laundromat. Just a few things I noticed while waiting for people to come in and audition for my play. After four hours, I tend to almost notice everything without anything to do. I had my, "Tell me about yourself" speech.

Right now... I'm just sad. Not kawawa. Sad fits. Morose. Depressed. Disappointed. All strongly describes what I feel now, but the word I'm looking for is 3-down, starts with an S, which defined is "Not being able to find a lead actor with roughly 4 weekends before the opening of your play."

On my way home, I really needed to talk to someone without the fear of... well, I won't go there. But I did make a stop and let it all out in my own way. In this visit, I felt assurances that everything will be alright. Don't give up. Keep positive. In short, BELIEVE.

This experience is really testing me on all fronts. I'm scared, nervous, frightened, apprehensive and unsure. I guess all this means the same thing, but you get the picture. But something unexplainable is still pushing me to see this through. Totally on another level push, because the logical left brain, is throwing every negative flags imaginable.

This will happen.