snapshot

after battling through part two of the greek tragedy we are due to bring out in three weeks (!), I am black and blue and really tired. revising the past week's efforts was so exhausting today that at one point I was sure I would not make it. every single moment has to be at the very edge of reason, and while playing it will be delightful, I am sure, the rehearsals are quite gruelling. additionally, I am worn out by finishing the run of the shakespeare back in h. and the heavy commute each day. luckily, there is only two more shows, an then I can concentrate on crying to the gods. thing is, I have brought this double load on myself, and so cannot complain to either. neither cares if the other took its toll. on monday, we are starting to revive yet another show, and I just got a phonecall informing me about the next project. could have done with oblivion for another week. I love my job, but I really need to take one step at a time right now, or I'll go mad.

tonight is my first night off in weeks, and I am indulging in sweet nothingness. g'night.