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Wednesday, March 10, 2004
 
thoughts from the bus ride

maybe i shouldn't be doing theatre cuz i'm afraid to challenge myself, to put myself out of the comfort zone i've grown accustomed to, the zone where i've no unknown, no risks, no lifelines to tug on, no safety net to fall back on. but if i don't do theatre, i know i'll spend the rest of my conscious life regretting and wallowing, always telling myself that i could be that person on stage everytime i catch a play and living a lie, telling myself i'm content and suffocating the deep dark desire i yearn of the stage. or am i already in denial now?

 

 
   
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