last night was opening night for golda's balcony at the shaw theatre where i'm interning.

man oh man.

that was the most crazy hectic day ever but as soon as the show started, my sigh of relief was fantastically calming. i'm in the playbill of the show as "tovah's personal assistant." [seeing my name in the playbill of a professional theatre company in london as anything thrills beyond reason without reason] but what this glorious recognition actually means is that i'm tovah's bitch. haha. she snaps, i jump. she snaps again, i jump higher to execute a backhand spring before landing in a split. she may blink in an unspoken, undectable approval. or maybe it's just becauses a spect of dust has landed in her eye.

that's her calling now.

looooooove.