"Oh, it's the end of the road. Oh, what a long row we hoed."

It's all over. The months of anticipation and rehearsals and performances are now officially complete. I can get sick as a dog, and lose my voice-but it doesn't matter. I don't need it. I feel incredibly relieved and truly satisfied. The last four performances of [title of show] were sort of magnetic. There was a connection with each other, with the script, with the music, and with the audience. And I could feel the electricity. I would come home every night bummed knowing I only had a couple more chances to have that feeling again. I am excited to audition again, but I am going to embrace this little bit of freedom for awhile. There are old Friends episodes to watch, loads of yarn to knit up, mountains to hike, and a boyfriend and cat and pup to cuddle.

xo
Alli