Wide Awake.

Have you ever stood on the dawn of something bigger than yourself, just barely at the tips of your own fingers, without any idea what it is and what it could possibly mean? This feels like it.

I can’t sleep. The last three month felt like a dream. I know it was real because the girl who left isn’t the girl who came back writing these words. It’s unsettling. But in the words of The Little Prince:

Straight ahead of one self, one cannot go very far.

I’m still who I am, just a little bit more brave. Maybe this is a different start.

I can’t see where I will be in a year or so. There aren’t any productions to stretch my patience. There aren’t any publicity jobs I’d want to work in. There aren’t any student organization with a worthy enough cause. My responsibility is me and everything else I’ve swept aside in the last 5 years for busyness. There are bigger and better things worth caring for, I think.

So that’s it. If I had a placard as big as an elephant, because elephant-sized placards are most helpful, it’ll say: Under Renovation Something Awesome Coming Your Way Soon. That should do it.

So what so I’ve got a smile on
It’s hiding the quiet superstitions in my head

Don’t believe me
Don’t you dare believe me
When I say I’ve got it down