Auditions...

I always had a dream that one day... one day I would be in a play. And not the school play like I did in fifth grade (Mrs. Darling in Peter Pan) or The Under-the-sea Princess in Three Tales in Japan. But there were a lot of reasons why I never tried out in high school for a play.

Saturday found me in a theater, supporting my friend who had made a promise to audition. The play had limited women roles (6, in fact) and no ensemble. Odds are good that I won't be called back. But I decided, why not audition as well? It couldn't hurt.

I may be musical, but I seem to have a fear of people. 

I could barely sing. My throat was so tight. 

But the monologue is where I nailed it. I made on of the casting directors tear up as I "acted" teared up. (Except... I was really starting to cry. I was so scared.).

I watched the three other girls audition from my group and then we were able to exit. I was grateful—so grateful when my friend met me outside (she had been assigned to the previous group) with my purse and said, "Let's go."

This has caused me to rethink my future plans and note that above all—I don't perform very well.