If I could sleep all day, I would...

but I can't.

Think I'm going to send in my homework for class tonight, and stay home.

I just don't feel like doing anything. This started probably Friday night... late Friday. I was completly spent and wanted to just go home. I fought off going to a party because truely, I was 'partied out' I had been to one too many and needed a break.

Luckily, we performed Rumplestiltskin for the Comedy City group last night. It went well enough, and I had a great time. That is the thing. This past week made me remember spending all my free time in high school in the auditorium. If for nothing else, just to rest. I think that a stage is kind of like a place where I can wrap myself into another reality... or at least check out of this one and it works. Sure, I can check out while shooting videos, but no one else expects its who isn't participating. On stage everyone is either participating or expecting to watch a show. It works. I can step out on the stage and be something, or someone else and dump everything else and just live in the moment where there are no bills, no pets, no neighbors, no hunger, no family (except for those presented in the story), etc... everything from the real world ceases to exsist.

Inveritable, I've got to step off the stage when the show is done... because the new reality we had created was folded up and put away until the next performance. I will always be able to sleep on a stage.

On the opposite hand... I'm just drained... tired... flaky... distant... apathetic... and stuff most of the time lately.

I don't remember many of my dreams now either... the only one I remember is when I was begging to audition for 3 Stories in Middleton.

anyway...

I'm at work until about 5pm... without much to do... I'll watch Dr. Phil or something.