On my own

I know I can sing. I just wish I didn't stop practising for 2 months. Now i fear opening my mouth. So much for the audition. It's funny because if anything, my acting was my saving grace. Acting, something that I was afraid to do back in TSD (despite faulkner's "what is she doing in make-up?!") I've unlearnt everything really and it just seemed to flow. It reminds me that ultimately, everything is internal, within and singularly yours.

I love Hobbes for this.


To merge my theatre with thier culture.
To make their culture mine.
To do their theatre.
To make their theatre mine.
To be me.