When every day is slightly different.

Dreaming that my plane tickets to Florida had been exchanged with a 24 hour road trip.
Drawing doodles in my sketch book.
Running lines a million times.
Walking outside in the face-biting wind.
Eating at Wendy's.
Watching my friend spill chocolate milk all over his pants.
Running lines a million more times.
Figuring out dominant 7th chords for theory.
Getting electrocuted by a broken Christmas light.
Laughing.
Actually having hope that the show is going to come together.
Coming home.
Organizing my notes for semester 2.
Relaxing.