every time you finish working on a play, you get this horrible feeling.
it’s like the day after christmas.
there’s been a ton of build-up, you’ve done your job, you’ve been celebrated.
and now…you’re back to the real world.
and you have to clean your house.
and you don’t have all that much money.
and no one is telling you that you’re awesome.
no one is catering to your needs.
you don’t even have a place to go in the morning.
at least i’m off to louisville in two weeks.