It's Official.

I miss scrubbing marley with a damp paper towel at intermission.

Just spent the last two weeks stage managing the Dance Theatre production. My first experience stage managing dance. Not only did I fall in love with SMing it, but also fell in love with Dance, in itself. Maybe I'd just never seen the right productions, but even the ones I saw in London did not catch my attention at all [except everything in Billy Elliott - That will always hold a warm, cozy place in my heart]. But this one - Which was all modern dance, as that's what we do here - Blew my mind every night.

Besides, you can't say No to that much intense side light. Rad stuff right there.

It's over and I actually feel sad about that. I know it was a good run when I actually feel a little empty afterwards.

I've got a couple weeks before the next show starts up. And then it's about Two Months//Two Shows.

A few more essays and projects and Junior year is donezo. Overall, not a bad run. I feel a little empty inside, so I guess, maybe, third year was a pretty durn good run.