After the show, I found myself in a strange melancholy. As I watched this incredible show performed by high school kids I began to be haunted by ghosts of regret. I was surrounded by kids whose parents support what they do regardless of the fact that it doesn't guarantee a financially secure future. These kids are realizing their dreams in a way that was never available to me. I was also hit by that familiar thought that enters my head at productions: "I wish I was up there with them." Even though I'm concentrating on my art and writing right now, I still wish I had the time and opportunity to do some acting.
So, once again I have to push back the regret and envy and concentrate on the tasks at hand...making and promoting my art and working on my writing. That should be enough. Why isn't it enough?
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