If you've never been in theater, you wouldn't understand.
Going backstage, reading actors' notes, seeing the lighting grid, smelling plywood and grease paint...ah, how it floods the senses with nostalgia.
I used to be one of these people. You work hard and you play hard. You put it all out there for everyone else, being someone else. If you're smart, you appreciate everyone else working around you. It's fantasy made real, the art of playing.
I sort of grew out of it. I knew I would never be the leading lady, only best friends and villains. So I left that world.
But damn, are there ever times when I miss it.
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