Travel day, back to SF, back to reality. Here at Andrew’s; he is a sweetheart making me breakfast. Bacon and red potatoes and electrolyte/creatine/pre-workout drink. He certainly was the highlight of my trip, I’m grateful to have met him. Love you, my New York lover.
Flight got delayed an hour, woe woe woe, tomorrow will be BRUTAL, I say. Teaching 3 things in the morning then Sharon kids dance class in the afternoon. I’ll try to sleep on the plane.
BROADWAY PERFORMERS ARE SUPERHUMAN.
When you step on the stage, you are NOT. you. Leave your personal issues in the wings. You are the character you have so painstakingly studied and brought to life. You try your absolute best to put on a good show. Sometimes your best feels like survival… but try hard, and be a source of joy, laughter, empathy, and memories for us plebs who are lucky enough to witness your talent. You transport us into a fictitious reality, help us escape for 2.5 hours in the hallowed halls of the theater, make us go WOW, and inspire a fellow dancer/artist like yours truly to chase her dreams. You never know who is in the audience or how your art will transform them. So keep doing noble work and be sure to take care of yourself so you can continue to make beautiful art. Your talent is too great to keep to yourself. You are important, you are appreciated, you are revered in the eyes of many. You are braver than most of us– you inspire me to have courage in the face of scrutiny and rejection. You willingly chose the most difficult career path in the world. I hope you know that what you do matters– and that you are so powerful and so loved. Not just the characters you play, but you, the human behind it.
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T-minus 3 hours and 34 minutes to landing. I just wrote a 3-part poem for Andrew… gonna send him one part per day. I think he will like it.
Well, the poems are deep and intense, just like its writer. It can either freak him out or bring us closer. I have no expectations… I don’t feel great fear about his reaction to it. I just want him to have it as a small token of my appreciation of him and the beautiful moments we shared together. If he is meant to be the one, it will happen in the Universe’s time. For now, preserve the connection, express gratitude, let his love for you carry you upward (but not too high). This is the lightest, most painless love I have ever experienced. That’s a good sign… might just be a case of right person, wrong time. He’s a great guy, and he restored my faith in men. That’s a sign from God… he was a messenger, an angel, teaching me many lessons, and these lessons were not born of pain and heartbreak, but from LOVE. May I be lucky enough to meet a man half as a good as the idea of him. Sweet Andrew, my August 2025 NYC lover.
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