Life has been hectic. All I’ve been doing is trying to memorize my lines for The Misanthrope. Lindy and I have been working together a lot. We’ve gotten closer. She is so funny and wonderful.
Last night, after our stressful rehearsal, I went and laid down in Tracey’s room. The girls, knowing how stressed I was, comforted me. Tracey gave me a massage, Ann-Marie played with my hair, and Abigail tickled my back and neck. The female touch of a good friend sure is good medicine. I later ran my fingers up and down Abigail’s arm. She has the softest skin.
Jeni was there too. She came to visit for a while. No one was touching her though.
And Vince was there as well, next to Ann-Marie.
Oh man, I’m going to miss this place.