November 5, 2017

Odd that yesterday I should feel so physically bad and today relatively good. Was it too much rehearsal? Too little water? Perhaps anxiety over actual opening night. If it was the last, the anxiety was useless, for opening night (aside from Groves’ going up again) was triumphant. Nothing but fireworks. The room was full. The crowd was responsive. The cast was brilliant; friends came from all over the map– Denise and Ted from Nashville, John and wife from Chapel Hill–and everyone said that it was brilliant and I was brilliant and that’s all I ask. It may have been the most pure Opening of my professional life. Slept well, waking with an extra hour, thanks to the return to God’s time.