what do I do with all this faith?

This one will likely be all over the place but I promise to stick the landing. Kind of accidentally, I’ve been having the same conversation with theatre friends about our relationship to this career. When I first got to theatre, I remember being told the show must go on, no matter what. And they really…

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looking at you, I can’t leave

Virgo season is coming at me way too hard this time around. I didn’t expect to like Minneapolis-Saint Paul as much as I do. And there’s still so much more left to see. This weekend, I vaguely was like “I wanna see art.” Next thing I know, I’ve got a weekend packed full of it….

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dancing in the kitchen

I’ve been thinking a lot about the kind of life I want to live and what I think will make me happy. I keep reading about these celebrities (*cough* Ed Sheeran *cough*) who claim to have been homeless for their art but actually grew up rich and choose homelessness to make them “edgy.” Am I…

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Ain’t There Yet but I’m Healing

I’m a bit tired of my bullsh*t. Whatever’s gonna happen is gonna happen. My whole life has been “I’ve never done [x] before” and I figured it out. This is no different. If there’s anything I love, it’s a free fall so I’m kind of done talking about it. As the greats say, “Don’t talk…

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Uh Oh

A couple of you have reached out to me about my most recent post (thank you). I keep forgetting people actually read this blog. I’m okay. I just wanted to capture the moment. And it’s been an intense one. Since May, I lost my cat and my grandfather in the same week. I almost lost…

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Say Goodbye Like You Mean It

I think I might be done. It’s been interesting to me that for months I’ve been talking about how burned out I am and how absolutely nothing has slowed down. And most of the people at these theatre companies seem to be fine with me passing out in my living room, working 70-80 hours a…

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I Love You to the Moon and Back

CW: suicide ideation, self-harm Yesterday, my cat died. I wanted to write a blog post about first drafts and how I feel like people just aren’t as excited by them and I don’t know why…but then my cat died in a pretty traumatic way. (She was only five.) I very frankly told a close friend…

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