To borrow heavily from Shakespeare’s Richard III, now is the winter of my discontent. And judging from this post, it seems to be hers as well.
I get a sense of deja vu because around the same time last year, this was exactly what I was going through. No jobs, no projects and not much auditions. Worse still, I was crashing and burning through those few auditions that I manage to get. Yeah, it was a dark time for me and I know that if not for her companionship, I might not have been able to see the sun at all.
Fast forward to a year later, and I find myself stuck in a familiar rut again. Only this time round, I was better prepared because I’d worked much harder in the harvesting season. And while this means I can afford to feel a bit more comfortable hibernating this winter, it certainly didn’t come without a price. And sometimes I wonder if the price I pay is a little too expensive; for had I paid more attention to the other stuff happening around me during this time, I might have prevented certain issues and misunderstandings from happening there and then.
This what winter does to you, I guess. It gives you lots of time to wonder. But it makes it hard for you to wander…
On the acting front, I still remain hopeful, and this winter might still be made into a glorious summer yet from the few auditions I have attended. But if it doesn’t, and my winter remains, I’m painfully aware that I no longer have her companionship to help me tide it through this time round.
And that, is perhaps, my greatest discontent this winter.
