My life has gone all topsy turvy. What I thought I wanted has become what I avoid. What I wished would happen now seems like it's so close and even within my reach. What I have has become what I want to fix, edit, change. When I was unhappy with what I didn't have that I thought deserved, I became happy with what I'd already had and unhappy with what I recently got.
Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only one who thinks the way I do. Or if I'm the only one to understand what I want/have to do for me. I understand that I need backup things just in case my dreams don't come true. But, I have to chase my dreams first, hitting the asphalt at a running start. So, that's what I'm doing. I'm running, sprinting, 'til I can't breathe and my feet hurt.
So what? I'm mad for chasing something I've been told all my life I can't do? Who cares, everyone here is mad! For now, I'm running. I won't look back and I won't slow down. I'm just me, doing what I love dreaming my own impossible dream.
Impossible, for a plain yellow pumpkin to become a golden carriage
The theatre is where impossiple becomes possible, where magic becomes reality, where the unthinkable is thought, where dreams become true. THAT is what makes theatre magic. Not the sets, not the talent, not the costumes or lights, it's the stories. It's the people.
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