This is my home. My high school auditorium stage. The last three days, I was helping my old theatre director cast the fall play "Robin Hood." Not only was it a great learning experience (who knew casting a play was so difficult??), but I got to see all my underclassmen theatre pals one last time before I leave and just be in the theater. I've grown so accustomed to the smell, the temperature, the audience chairs, the glow of the lights from the aisles, the creeky sound and precarious feel when one walks on the apron. I say this is my home because it was in this theater that I grew up from a shy and confused freshman, completely beside myself as to who I was or what I wanted to be. By senior year, I was thespian president, running the show (if you'll excuse the pun), seeing how the wee freshmen looked up to me the way I looked up to the seniors MY freshman year. Ah the circle of life...
This is what I'll miss from my REAL home (or at least one of the things I'll be missing)--watching my sisters grow up. This here is Victoria, or as we call her, Tori. My mom took me and the littlest sis to lunch the other day at a mediterranean restaurant (my favorite) and Tori whipped out her coloring book and crayons. In turn, I whipped out my camera. I really love the perspective of this shot. The blinding window light is the downfall.
I know I've been slacking on posts lately and I don't plan on doing it tomorrow since it's my last day to get my life together before I move in (!!!). So I guess this is the last you'll hear of me from my home turf. See you on the other side.
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