The more things change, the more they stay the same. I’d like to thank my high school drama advisor for teaching me the importance of professional standards for backstage, while at the same time that knowledge tends to frustrate the hell out of me. I need to be aware that my attempts to help out tend to result in disappointment for me, so I need to try to keep a leash on that urge to fill gaps.

I also felt very alone that night. Only one of the friends I’d invited came, my significant other had already made plans for a Boy Scout camp with his nephew and couldn’t be there, and most of the troupe I was performing with made me feel like I didn’t really belong there.

The show turned out well, but I’m questioning whether or not the experience I had was worth the less-enjoyable aspects.