Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Dear first snow at school,

Last first snow at school? We've been waiting, and you arrived tonight by streetlight.  I was with my cast, and two ran out to dance in the snow: one to get into character, the other because she's from California.  So now you're here.  I can almost start making snowflakes.

In other news, after using my blog as a tech theater complaint forum last semester, it should be said that I did five hours today in the costume shop and it felt so good.  Being in the theater building from three to eleven felt so good.  Strange? I don't know.  I made plans to do it again on Friday.


love,
hannah

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