Oh man, I’m afraid to start writing.
I don’t know where to begin. I am still sober and decided that I didn’t get sober to be miserable.
So I dipped my toe into the torpid theatre water and stirred. And lots of mutant fishes jumped out.
I’m auditioning. And I am actually in a play. I have to have an Armenian accent!
I still feel shame and remorse for not having the credits that I “should” have at my age. But if I Face Everything And Recover, it will come in time. I will gallop through with gunsmoke wafting behind me.
I’m scared to write. Gotta start again.