It defines us.
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Did not totally spazz out. Did a read-through and some rudimentary table work for COW. Coming up with a plan B just in case Glenn doesn't remain true.
Theatre Journal:
I spent tonight looking through those one-act books again, trying to come up with a plan B. I'm really scared. Almost petrified. But not quite. I didn't find anything that struck me right off the bat. Guess what I'm doing on the bus tomorrow morning. And in the hallway before class. And during lunch.
Dance Journal:
Choreography was much more...not productive, per se, because I actually came up with *less* than yesterday, but it was more effective. It's lovely to think how the two worlds to which I belong intertwine, and how when I go for the simpler and, to me, more obvious and straightforward approach, it comes out better than when I focus on what I'm trying to convey and how to "communicate" it.
Gabe Journal:
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