THOSE WHO SUFFER LOVE
I live in a world of people who stand around with power tools talking about how much they hate actors and highschool students and why everyone's better off without children.
We run the show that you're all watching and we plug in every single plug and we pick up every single thing left behind. We have to fix everyone's problems on our feet and we have to keep everyone's eyes off the flaws and onto center stage.
There would be no spotlight to stand in if we weren't behind the lightboard and there would be no music to sing to unless we played it.
We build it, run in, fix it, and pull it down.
And no one even remembers we're there.
But we do it anyway.
And I think that really must speak for something.
In other news, I keep thinking about a boy. Why does it feel like Vincent all over again?