tomorrow is opening night for "arcadia".

i thought i would be ridiculously nervous. but running through the play so much, i don't feel all too many butterflies. i know the lines, i know what i'm supposed to do, and know what? in the grand scheme of things, it's a faint blip on the map of life. it's a play, and i'm supposed to have fun with it. it's something i've always wanted to do, and i'm doing it. so live it up!

as i've been telling everyone, break a leg--just don't fall off the stage.