irreplacable spark

In between theatrical projects, I often get a little down. After a whirlwind three weeks that saw the collapse of a very dear project, followed by a quick participation in two plays--a one-act and a staged reading, I find myself at this familiar crossroads again. My desire to work is more ravenous than can be fed by any immediate opportunities that lay on the horizon. I grow numb with boredom in my money-earning endeavors while my thoughts race, often in circles, attempting to devise a new plan to achieve my goals. And then something like this pops up and tries to soothe all the little chirping birds in my head:



found here. thank you.