So, the show is over.
It’s over.
It’s over?
I don’t know why, but I feel strangely disappointed that this whole things is done. That’s the thing about theater, is that your profession has a profound effect on your disposition; you’re elated on opening night and you’re on the performance euphoria, but the morning after closing night can be extremely empty.
This time last week, I honestly thought that we were screwed. We had half of our lights and almost none of our sound system. Not to mention, the kids barely knew their lines and blocking. But it really did come together very nicely. All of our equipment arrived on time and worked amazingly well and the children really got their acts together. Closing night was our best show and probably one of the largest audiences that we have had in the history of the program (70 - 80 people?).
So all in all, I’m extremely proud of everybody and I’m very glad to have worked on this show. I know that I learned a ton from the children and hopefully they took away from me even a tenth of what I learned from them.
That being said, I am eager to get back to real life. I want to sleep and be able to watch TV and do my homework early in the afternoon. Christmas is eleven days away (a harrowing thought). I haven’t bought ANYTHING for anybody. I have some ideas, but I haven’t actually bought anything, nor do I have any money with which to buy gifts. But, as I’ve learned in theater, it will all work out amazingly.
