I've come to the realization that I haven't been happy with my performances since Thursday night. I need to give them more, more reality. I think reading that Meisner book has forced me to really really think about what I'm doing up there. A very large part (the majority at this point) is wondering if I'm cut out for this at all. I need to daydream some crafting up for my monologues now. My characters need to become deeper, and perhaps less like caricatures. I am also acutely aware of the audience, since all of my monologues are directed towards them, with the exception of the last Jedadiah monologue. I need to work more.

Also, today, since it was the last performance until Wednesday, and it's been getting rather chilly, I decided to take my leather biker jacket home. So instead of carrying it, I wear it, as it's actually chilly enough to wear it and not feel overheated (which is depressing; I came here because it was supposed to be warm!). I realized that I was wearing the EXACT same clothes that I was when I got on that plane. Same boots, same hoodie, same jacket, same Skinny Puppy T-Shirt... Fucking weird, that. It has strong resonances for me, since I'm leaving so soon... :(

I've got to think about those good parts about being home, and try not to think about the bad parts.