Dear improv famiglia,
I’ve been thinking about this quite a bit, and the more I do so, the more I realize how lucky I am. The little space we create every Tuesday night has the power to flip my mood upside down. Despite the maddness and confusion that permeates other areas of my life, rehearsal gives me peace.
I laugh. I guffaw, chortle and snort.
It’s amazing. It’s magic. Thanks.
It’s ridiculously late,