A Day in The Life
If it looks like I was rehearsing Gruesome Playground Injuries last evening without pants - yes, pantsless - it's because it was indeed a real possibility. Last night remained fully clothed, but tonight - tonight is a different story. As is tomorrow night. And all rehearsal nights hereafter.
If I recall correctly, the least-clothed I've ever been on stage was in a slip. So now, publicly dropping trou? Practically begging the audience to examine my upper thighs under the glare of thousands of lumens? This...this....hooooo boy...this is going to be painful. But it's supposed to be, and therefore so profoundly worth it.
We've only just begun rehearsals, and it already feels like the most important stagework I've ever done so far. And to stumble and search and love and thrill and ache alongside the most talented Adam Whisner is a gift.
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