learnedax | (no subject)

Well, first performance of Midsummer has happened, and it summoned a hailstorm. How nice. The actual show went well, with almost no errors and everyone in good form. Now I feel let down. Of course, I get to do it again tomorrow and the next day. I also realized that even though there are lots of friends and family who could come and see the play, none of them to my knowledge are. And since we're not having the cast party immediately after the last show (not to mention on a day when I can't make it), we'll all just pack up in a hurry and go home to sleep before work the next day, and shrug off three months of work as a daydream. Actually, that's kind of in keeping with the theme of the play. Unfortunately, I've discovered I hate spending a lot of time on things and getting no closure, so this is pretty much destined to be at least a week's worth of malaise. If only the foreknowledge of my depression could alleviate it.