January 23, 2013

Sitting in the balcony while watching a play sounds very romantic and nostalgic, but it turns out it mostly just feels like you've illegally imposed, unwanted--it felt like the time I had an out of body experience and watched my seizing body from the vantage point of the ceiling . . . detached, ignored, inconsequential . . . we were a third-cousin-once-removed type of audience.