15 hour tech rehearsal today. Most of the lighting done. A zillion set issues to work out. Some props and costumes to get. Projector to mount. Performances solid, at times stellar. Less than 72 hours to go.
I am tired. I am frustrated. I am confident. I am optimistic. I am loopy, droopy, disheveled and slightly mad. I have gone round the bend.
I have been dreaming about this show for eight years, and suddenly, there isn’t enough time.
Game on.
- Jack
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Break a leg, my darling, and Alexis and Jessie and everyone else, too. I’ll be there opening night. And you are all going to rock.