Killer audience today, many family-friends in the house, with delightful eats after.
…And then: silence.
The silentist kind of silence.
…The kind that comes after a week of non-stop comings and goings, with BFFs and a house full of people eating, drinking, playing, and sleeping wherever they could find a perch, with shows in between to keep us honest, fourth of July Holidays, cast teas, birthdays and more.
I was fine for about two hours, then started wigging.
…Silence after that much action, and noise, after that many humans have crammed in all around you, is weird and unsettling. Tried to read, but it didn’t take. Movie helped a bit, a Cecily invasion, helped more.
…And now, far passed the time I was planning on, am finally in bed. Instead of tossing and turning, the chat times will give me better sleeps for the fact that I’ve chased the ghosts away from the house, with laughter, and it doesn’t feel as empty and final as it did coming home to the FB mssg that The BFF and Fella had landed in New Orleans, and the ‘ventrue has begun…over there.
…Meantime, I do have my Earnest fam, and tomorrow around noon, a meet-up for a sort of Q and A with our Director’s College class (who were in the audience today.) So: things to look forward to. Other than the fact that it is Monday.
…And I haven’t gone to sleep yet.
Retro-activate date sequence now: and…”go!”
~D
