I sit in the theatre and I feel comfortable. It’s familiar. It’s friendly. It’s home.
I sit in the theatre and I feel cold. My body aches just a little. My heart fills with melancholy lust.
I sit in the theatre and I smile. I shudder. I yearn. I weep without tears.
I sit in the theatre. I walk away from the theatre. I think about the theatre. I return to the theatre.
I cannot leave the theatre vacant. I must sit in the theatre.
i feel the same way when i walk into a theater. i love the way it feels…looks….smells….the people who go there….work there….create there. all of it.
i also feel so very sad there….forgotten dreams…. neglected dreams….unfulfilled dreams…..deep longing. i will return there.
i hope you do, too.
mmmmm…
Yes. Let’s both return there!
I will…I will.
yay!!! i’ll see ya there, k?
🙂