I am eating a fantastic black plum, 49 cents at Ralph's. I was smart enough to buy three. I should of bought 47. Ah, regrets.
The days are wild and busy, the nights are joyous and strange and new and wondrous. I spend a lot of time figuring out how to cover my shows. Everybody is sick. But, we are nothing if not inventive. Our director may appear onstage tomorrow night!
Strange, strange. And yet.. Let us figure it out and do a show. It is almost Jungian. We are in each other's heads. We are in each other's hands. Wow. New ways. Inventive solutions. The show must go on.
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