It's been such a roller coaster of a trip I'm not sure how long it will take to process it all. I've had to mentally chop it up and each section deserves much mulling.
Part the First:Hello, I'm a tourist!
Hanging out with Bryce in Toronto was just plain ol' fun. Goofiness factor was very high and it was fun just seeing what would happen every day. There's no way I could have planned sitting under that tent with him and chatting it up with Sarah from Manchester or seeing if I could get the Quiznos guy to give me a hat or hanging out the distillery district and watching the jugglers.
It was also incredibly good for my soul to see all my friends from school...to see where they are at, hear what they are working on and to have them equally intersted in my life. It was also really good for my ego to be able to tell them the things I had done and was working on. I left feeling very missed and very talented.
Part the Second: Yeah...I DO remember you.
I will have it burned into my brain being buzzed in to her apartment and going up those ratty, ill lit stairs and proceeding down the hall and seeing the door open and have her run out and run at me. It's been a long time since I had seen her and it knocked my lizard brain for a loop at how many things instantly came back.
Hanging out with Alex. Not even sure where to start with this one. It was jaw dropping to see her in the play for the first time. I knew she would be good...I didn't think she would be THAT good.
I started to feel like her entourage/groupie since I saw every performance with the exception being opening night. The big fun, hooray highlight for me though was going and doing the audition with Alex for "The Mousetrap." Happy to report (and probably she should report it, but hey,) she received a part in the play. I am feeling delighted and smug.
Part the Third: There are too many kids in this tub!
The hero of this particular act is urbanepleb who had her apartment descended upon with no real means of escape.
I can't even pretend to write a pithy sum up as yet of this sequence. It was fun and awkward and silly and horrible and insane and thought provoking and liberating and claustrophobic and a whole bunch of other words that really are kind of meaningless to me right now. It makes Part I and Part II feel like they were lifetimes ago. I look at my sketchbook, now almost filled and reading the first few pages, "I'm going to Canada!" and it makes me wonder who the heck drew them.
I went on a lot of walks. I went bowling and played pool with urbanepleb. I went to the beach with bridgetarian and urbanepleb. I saw Alex's show for the last time and was surprised to find myself crying. Um, hello....Trojan WOMEN. Greek TRAGEDY...did you think it was going to be any different for the last performance? I found myself sad to say goodbye to the cast at the final cast party.
Also got sunstroke and taken home and had one of our patented "Atwood family crashes."
Went on walk with eralcym.
Went on a walk with bobbyfiend. "So." "So."
Stood under a waterfall.
Sat on a rock with xenologue
I am tired. And numb.
One last thing on my list to do.
And I am ready to go home.