a brief moment of panic, then unexpected relief as we check flowsheets and count credits and I realize I can actually graduate in four years. (an epiphany truly appreciated by salem theatre majors, who average around five, five and a half. or who, like old soldiers, simply fade away.)

but the thrill wears off as we discuss what exactly one does with a degree in theatre. live in virginia? I suggest. a bfa in costume design that may lead to nothing more than working at a community theatre or high school, working on dance dresses and prom gowns out of my home? I'm ok with that. there's always emerson, if ...well, if something. I don't know. sometimes it feels like all I'm doing is pursuing a career in arts and crafts. feathered hats and masks and gloves and gowns and fake blood.

but I honestly love what I'm doing. there's always some new challenge, something to figure out and create and make work. I don't think anything else could make me this happy. and there's really nothing more I could want than that.

ash @ 10:45 PM