Coming Home and Going In
Going home for my ten-year high school reunion brings up all the feels.
Bare with me on this one. The thoughts are probably disjointed and transitional material between ideas isn’t my forte.
I am very fortunate to live in the backyard of the largest conglomeration of talent in the entire world: Broadway. On any given day, except Mondays, I can head into Manhattan, purchase a theatre ticket and sit down in said theatre and be mesmerized by the sights I see, voices I…