Sometimes I let the VOICE OF JUDGEMENT accompany me to rehearsals. Its kind of a comfort. I don’t know why. I sit there thinking, “Sheena, you were suppose to go to law school. You’re suppose to be doing something useful. Except now you’re on a stage that will be torn down pretending to be in love with someone who’s engaged to someone else. What the hell is that? You’re giving hour after hour to a thing where you pretend. You walk away at the end of the night and the world stays the same or some shit like that. So what the hell are you doing?”
Tonight, I was too much in my funk. I forgot to bring VOJ. Turns out, I actually did some really good work. Thank goodness.