The intensity of rehearsals and the sustained active on my feet thinking time is so strong, that I can't seem to sleep. My mind keeps getting punctuated by thoughts about the play etc. I have tried to unwind by getting on line and reading news stories and other websites as they lagubriously make thier way on to my browser over this very slow connection.
I;ve played hearts. Minesweeper. Can't read, cause thiers no electricity after midnight. Drank water, gone to the loo, walked on the verandah, looked at the deep dark woods on the otherside of the road and wondered what that sudden crack sound was. The road itself is lit in a pale gibbous moon light.
I've tossed, turned, adjusted pillow, etc etc.
NO sleep.
Shall try again now as I feel a bit of a sleepy bug coming on now. BUt its 2.43 and I've never stayed up this late here.
11pm Max.
Even without thinking about the play I just feel like I need to be awake.
Just wired i suppose.
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Hey Director
Now i know where you are, what you upto and what keeps you awake on an otherwise peaceful nocturnal muse..
all the best and do well. i wanted to make it to the ninasam seminar but have my workshop and thus its sad but i'll miss it. My bread calls me.
take care, At.
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