The Rest is Silence
It's Friday night. The show I directed is currently closing at Pt. Fermin Park. I am not there. I couldn't return to the literal scene of the crime. Instead, I am experiencing FOMO. When we opened, I told the cast that I was excited, not for that day, but for the day when this show returned from tour, all grown up, a bit beaten and battered, but mature and tight. I was part of that cast. Until tonight. Last night, I took my final bow with SBTS at SOKA University in Alisa Veijo. I played Toby one last time, with my Illyrians. I didn't want to make it about me, but Steph had different plans. She had flowers and champaign and a speech. I wept a bit. I hate not being at closing for these shows, and yet, I would have hated being there more, or rather would have been scanning the park for the guys who held me at gunpoint and beat me when I couldn't fight back. But I am grateful to Greg D. and Jonathan fo...