I guess I'm supposed to start being witty and insightful, or delineate my spectacular adventures. Too bad.
Seriously though, I really don't know where to start. There's either too much to explain, or nothing to say. The gist of my life at the moment (glam version): I am directing a circus, working with young people who are just stepping into themselves, and creating something that will be infinitely bigger than any of the people involved. The gist of my life at the moment (boring version): I go in to work at 9:30, do some paperwork or whatever, supervise a recess practice, do more random work, supervise another recess practice, teach two classes or work on more show stuff depending on what day it is, and then hold rehearsals until 6pm. Then I go home and eat dinner with my parents, and either chill out or keep working on organizing schedules, scripting the plot, researching costumes and props, etc. Go to sleep. Wake up. Repeat.
It's not bad at all actually. It just feels weird to be working, especially at my old school. And it definitely is more work than play, although it's much more fun than any desk job. I'm just tired all the time. I think I had forgotten how much energy it takes to work with kids. Especially when you're in charge instead of just helping out. You have to be "on" all the time. But it is rewarding. And I really can't wait to see how it turns out, stressful as it is to try to put it together without having a full picture in my head. So I guess maybe this is an adventure. It's just one that takes place at home.
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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