Drive

I decided to wake up early and drive all the way back to San Diego today, which honestly sounds insane even to me. But I just wanted one night in my own bed. I needed to wash my clothes, breathe for a second, and feel human again before heading back into the chaos. This show has already consumed so much of my life and we’re only getting started.

Somewhere between gas stations, callback notes, iced coffees, and nonstop phone calls, I realized how deeply I care about this production. Maybe too much. I want every single person to succeed. I want everyone to feel chosen and valued. But theater doesn’t work that way, and accepting that has been emotionally draining.

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