I made it.
I flew to New York by myself (first time flying alone!) and I am here in my Aunt’s apartment relaxing. It is Christmas Eve and toasty and warm. How ridiculous.
I’m going to see Al Silber in Fiddler on the Roof. I’m going to see Michael Arden and Dane Laffrey’s production of Spring Awakening. If all goes well, I’m going to see Sydney James Harcourt in Hamilton (again [oops]).
I love this city. I’m so in love with the horrible smell and subways and the crazy people. I must be out of my mind.
I’m so nervous and excited for this trip, but I just know it’s going to be magical. Merry Christmas.
Who wants the worry, the noise, the dirt, the heat?
Who wants the garbage cans clanging in the street?
Suddenly I do.
— “Opening Doors”, Merrily We Roll Along