Jul 31, 2009

Gone Fishin'

Today my son comes home.

Every word in that sentence carries huge, almost unbearable weight and joy: Today. My. Son. Comes. Home.

That worn-out poster caption, "Today is the first day of the rest of your life," has never felt as true for me as now.

Blogging will accordingly be light for a while, as I enjoy an intimate live performance of a different and irreducibly immediate kind. The fourth wall will be broken; the audience will be part of the action; the players will grow into their roles over many rehearsals, which will also all be the performance.

More in a few weeks! Stay frosty, blog-o-theatro-sphere.

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