I want to be my new co-teacher.

That’s probably not healthy. But I am completely envious of his life. He is a musical theatre dude who left Broadway to teach preschool.

I want to be a preschool teacher who leaves preschool to act full-time.

 

I can’t wait until we have time to talk. We can discuss different definitions of success, and all kinds of theatre. He can tell me stories of NY theatre, and I can tell him about the experimental stuff I like to do here. And he can tell me all about the joys of being Equity, and I can tell him about the joys of being stuck in a low-paying job that nobody respects because it offers really good benefits.

I won’t write down more of the thoughts I have, because they are not constructive.

 

Anyway, he’s a lovely person who has a wellspring of energy that I haven’t seen depleted yet. And he’s a talker. Maybe he can do all the talking this year. And he’ll teach us all how to dance. And most importantly, I don’t think I’ve met such a good hugger in a long time. Every hug a gift. As I’m sure teaching with him will be.