I have a confession...I am currently neglecting pretty much everyone who matters the most to me. I don't call, I don't email, I don't show up for stuff, I have pretty much dropped off the planet.
It's not that I don't love my friends anymore, I just have this pesky addiction to theatre.
If you think about it, theatre is sort of an odd art. You spend countless hours preparing for something that is over in a very short amount of time. You create imaginary worlds and people and then try your darndest to make people believe, even for a minute, that those worlds and people are real. Not only believe, but care.
We are at the point of production where everyone wants to quit. I am exhausted, my house is more of a wreck than normal, and I miss my normal life and my friends. But I can't quit, and not only that, I know without a doubt that once it is all over I will mourn the fact that it is gone, and wait with anticipation for the next show. It is all the most magnificent trap I can imagine. What's not to love?