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January 27, 2006
Smelling the Roses (figuratively speaking)
The less time I have for myself, the more I insist on taking it, it turns out. Today, for example. I had a little time between work and rehearsal. So I went home. When I got out of the car, I discovered that David, myself and the vehicles were not the only things making their mark in the driveway.
The robins also felt a walk in the snow to be a necessary thing. Lucky, lucky us.
I would feel luckier, I must admit, if I had about 5 degrees more patience. Because I am trying so hard on this show to simplify, to pare it down and really just get to the basics of things. But circumstances are working against me. And tonight I snapped and was very, very rude.
I suspect not even taking treats to tech in the morning will help, even when sweetened with an apology...
Posted by sally at January 27, 2006 10:31 PM
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