In about 13 hours my career at William Jewell is over. We will be striking the set for Circle of Grandmothers and I will be saying goodbye to the stage. I hope not for the last time, but to the place that I first dared to dream of something other than planes and spaceships.
I wonder if I'll cry in circle time right before our last show tonight or if I'll be too tiered to care?
Another transition. Another move. Another leave taking. More friends to miss. More memories to reminisce. A bittersweet goodbye. But its time for me to fly.
*oh God, I'm scared*
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