30 Days Left

So, after all my worrying, I am heading to Amsterdam. I really thought it was not going to happen. Now, everything has that feeling of "the last time."

I'm grateful. Very much so. Finally, I will get to spend a year working and making a living doing what I want to do, plus I get to do it in another country. I'm realistic enough to know that this isn't going to be perfect; it'll be a job with the up's and down's of any job, but I hope to keep a clear head about the fact that it's taken years for me to be a paid actor. Three years of Patrick's theatre company and four years at Charna's Chuckle House has brought me, finally, to being a paid actor. It feels good.

I'd better not forget it.