Don't let your mind get weary and confused

It's late. I should be in bed. My nose and fingers are freezing--basically any tiny extremity/appendage I have is cold. I am thoroughly exhausted and scared and confused as I have just attempted to trudge my way through the deep murky waters of job hunting. I wish I could be Bastian from The Neverending Story and take out my daddy-made PB&J sandwich, just a 5 minute break from my imaginary journey.

I don't know if I'm ready to enter the work force, the economy's shit, and it's too late to apply to Grad school- that would require GMATs and effort. I tell myself I will find something, I just need to accept that maybe it might not be what I want, at least initially-- and this is OK with me. Doesn't mean it's not mind-numbingly terrifying.

I had a very eventful weekend. Thursday night Tally Ho as per usual, Friday night apprentice showcase at Touchstone, and Saturday night wizard mayhem. Obviously.

The apprentice showcase was incredibly raw, albeit impressive. I wasn't particularly taken with the first one act, but was reassured by the refreshing cleverness of the second. It was a creative adaptation of the story of King Solomon, beautifully told by one apprentice-- I swear she had a voice like smooth, creamy chocolate milk (or something)-- and brilliantly acted by the rest of the apprenti, who silently danced their way through Solomon's journey and life lesson. The beautiful depictions of scenes and their transitions filled the gaps in my imagination perfectly so that props and set pieces would have been superfluous. I could give several examples, but there are too many to choose from and my descriptions would probably not do them justice.

The night went sour, though, when all four apprenti came out and sang "This Little Light of Mine" with the help of foot stomping and bongos. At one point, an actor came up into the audience and pulled a girl down to dance on stage with him. Eh. Stick to acting.

Hope you are having a good, satisfying slumber.

Love,
Katie