Friday, February 12, 2010

whenever one drifted petal leaves the tree

Decided I have been effectively thinking with three brains for the past five weeks.

Now that The Show has opened and I am running on negative sleep, green tea and adrenaline, I'm afraid I may have muddled them. I'm afraid I might be acting with my Producer brain, working with my Actor brain and producing with my Disgruntled Non-Profit brain. This is not an ideal situation for processing an event that has been months in the making and is 48 hours from being over, but, then again, I've always done life by the seat of my pants.

1 comment:

Kathleen said...

Om sure you're doing fine. I can't stand that I'm not there!