The whole world is a stage
I don’t care that some think that people on stage crave the constant adoration of the fans to mask their own inferiority complexes or psychological mommy issues. I want to be on stage. I love the dramatic arts… not only to watch it, but I want to be part of it.
In school I did plays and vowed to form part of my varsity’s drama club. Wonder what really happened during my varsity years cause a lot I wanted to do never came to pass… but I digress, that is a discussion for another time. Even now, when it comes to be time for new years’ resolutions, I often find “join a local amateur drama club” in the top five of my list. So why haven’t I? And why for that matter don’t I go see more plays? I don’t know, don’t have a straight answer for any of those. It seems that life just happens … and all my life turns into a stage …