A few days ago, we had a performance at Arts Umbrella. Throughout the play, we lay down in several different spots, and were required to be "dead" for extended periods of time. Halfway through the performance, it dawned on me that I was in someone else's spot. Sneakily looking behind me, I saw the other actress sitting on a bench, facing the wall. I felt like the biggest moron ever for taking her spot, and making her sit at the back. At the intermission, I talked to her about it, and she asked what I was going on about. I realized that I was, in fact, not in her spot, and that she was at the back facing the wall for a monologue that happened soon after. And the performance went well and everyone lived happily ever after.
Sam
~Sognare é Brillante~
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