Steady State
I have been trying to write this post for weeks now. It has been sitting as a draft on my computer, empty save for the title: Steady State. I am long overdue in updating you--and I have dearly missed writing in this blog. Of course, somehow, I was seized by a fit of inspiration and now at 4:47am seems the right time to get back to writing. A lot has happened in the past month. It has now been exactly six (6!) weeks since I moved to New York, a full three fortnights. In that time, I have appeared in my debut production, learned how to self-tape an audition, submitted 5+ auditions, learned how to skateboard, carted furniture back from 2/2 NYC IKEAs on buses and subways, ridden the M train to Middle Village (?!), decorated my room, skied in Seattle, taken the A train to JFK and to Columbia, navigated public transit home at 3am, fallen ill to the seasonal flu (no, not COVID), and made a lot of good memories. As the list above shows, a lot of my time in the city is spent on the train, and