I woke up today, so content.
Last night, some girlfriends & me went to a restaurant, drank Sangria & finished the night at our traditional Shisha joint (pictures above). Fun times.
Today, I am performing at Mission Santa Cruz. It is the first of 6 performances of the play 'Based on True feelings.' My character is Lola, a bipolar ADHD chick with a crazy boyfriend. Did I mention I'm also in a psychiatric ward for troubled teens/young adults? Yes the play promises to be entertaining!
We held rehearsal for 2 1/2 months; 12 rehearsals (ranging from 2-6 hours), many script & stage changings, cancelled work days...
Yesterday, at our last rehearsal before the big day, I was running Italians with two other cast mates & I was struck by this thought; we are so dependent on each other! If I mess up my lines, I must trust my fellow actor to help me out & play along. If I get a memory blank, it is HIS job to get me back out of my state, If I am late, the show doesn't go on without me!
Once I came 40 minutes late to rehearsal (the city had a 'tour de l'ile' & many bus routes were interrupted for hours, it was a hot mess getting from point A to B). I felt so bad to walk in & see 10 people, waiting for ME; 10 people who are donating their time, who are rehearsing instead of spending their Sundays with their loved ones, all waiting on ONE person. I felt, literally, sick to my stomach. Everyone was kind, there were no dirty looks. They knew I'm usually punctual, so they were forgiving.
I don't have stage fright (right now). I like to believe this is because I trust my fellow actors (to help me out if I mess up) or that I know my lines & my role like the back of my hand, but perhaps, it hasn't set in yet that there will be people paying to see us perform?
It feels like my head is everywhere at once; Theater, Writing, School, Work,
Love, my Friends, Moving out... It's so exciting, overwhelming. Life is beautiful,