I am actually still alive. More alive than ever, in a way. This past week has been a blur of rehearsals, shows, late nights, early mornings, fingernails covered in stage makeup, moving walls, lunch hours spent laughing back stage, dancing like crazy at the cast party. Pretty much the best week I have had in a long long time. And this whole actually having a life thing has sort of left me spinning (quite literally at times), so by the time my day is over I usually just want to collapse into bed and make the next day come as fast as possible.
I happened to pick the skirt over my March Break, and it happens to match the turquoise in my sweater exactly.