This summer I went to Salem, MA, California and a parkour class. I landed a job at the Park Avenue Armory and many other things that mostly include reading, relaxing or swimming. In this post I will be mostly focusing on how I felt during the performance where I was playing Ann Lee.

We would be in a room, sitting there and just waiting to go on. Sometimes we would wait for an hour, doing nothing. To start off with, it was fun. I played cards, I had extra time for reading. Then I would get to go out and do my performance. I had to be SUPER slow. All my movements, all my words. It was like a whole new world. I got to see thing more slowly, more clearly. I was performing pretty much the same thing each time and I was out for about ten minutes at a time.  It was great. Until that fatal day. It was maybe the seventh or eighth shift I’d had. It finally set in that I was going to be doing the same thing, almost all summer. From then on I was bored. I sat in the dressing room and just sat and sat and sat. I would go out and do the same thing with maybe a slight variation here and there. It was excruciating. I was so bored! Then, just as soon as it started, it stopped. Looking back on it, I probably could have done things to make it more interesting. But I didn’t. And now it’s over.