walking out onto that stage tonight i was hit with a feeling i have never had before. over a hundred people watching my scene... watching me. they were counting on me, to know my lines, to know my character, and to BE that character. i thought reading books was a good way to escape, becoming that ditzy airheaded receptionist was way better.  for a while, maybe five minutes, i got to let go, be someone else, make myself smile and be happy. i wished that feeling would never go away... but then the clapping stopped... the lights dimed... and i was back to me, plain old me. but no matter what happens next, i will always have that feeling that chance to let go and even though i scorn those like harriet maybe i can play that part just a little more often, picture the lights, the people; hear the noises, the silence, the applause... a perfect moment to make sanity remain a moment longer