July 19, 2024


1 min read

There are times when I find myself in this sad sort of peace.  It’s hard to describe I suppose.  It’s like… serenity with a bit of exhaustion, tinged with acceptance, with melancholy added to taste -and perhaps the slightest pinch of contentment.  The odd part is the fact that there isn’t really a concrete reason why.

The sketch show has come and past, as has another room to improv show.  I have much to say that will probably fall in line with my psuedo-series on the essence of comedy.

I feel myself falling back into real life.

Perhaps that’s part of my concrete reason.  I can’t shake the feeling, though, that there’s more to it.

Actually I know there’s more to it.  I’m just unwilling to share.  Take that, faceless throng.

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