It turned beautiful overnight in Portland. I can really feel summer creeping up on me. Lots to do before I can graduate. Like put together my whole work sample. I need to start reflecting like it's nobody's business.
When it's beautiful it makes me kinda bummed when I don't have anyone to share it with. My mom came down to chaperone the Ashland trip with me which was delightful. I was so happy to spend some good time with her and to have the opportunity to see some great theatre again.
So it's nice out today, and my mom is gone, and what am I going to do? Go see more theatre in a dark room of course. It's such a dichotomy of my life. I love the outdoors and I love theatre. Most often these two things are not synonymous.
The Centering with Andy Lee Hillstrom
I have never gone to see a movie alone, but yes, I have gone several times to see a play alone. I don't really know why it feels different to me. Somehow seeing a movie alone seems more sad, or maybe it's that I could watch a movie at home by myself anytime. So here I am on an 80 degree day, headed into a dark theatre at 2pm alone. And I am happy about it.
