So, it's been a week of setbacks. I've overreacted to some things, and underreacted to others, and generally been a mess, as per usual. (I hope something magical happens to me someday and transforms me into a person who has a handle on things, but somehow I doubt it. Ah, depression gene, hello again.)
But tonight, at least, I went to do a show at an awesome theatre with a truly lovely cast. And for at least these last few weeks, I remembered something important: I am still a winner. Right now, this moment, I get to go do something I love almost every night. Sure, it's nearly over, and that breaks my heart because I don't have the next project booked. Of course I'm terrified. What if I never get to do this again? When I'm not doing a show, it's like living in exile.
So tonight, I was surprised and pleased to concentrate on the task at hand: do your job, it's the exact one you wanted.
I got a job I really, really wanted. And I love doing it.
Now if only, if only, if only....I can get another.
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