Yesterday I saw Wit. I cannot even describe in words the way I feel about Cynthia Nixon. I am absolutely in awe of her. What an incredible human being. 

Today I saw Other Desert Cities. Rachel Griffiths was out, so like, I’m going back. Stockard Channing is SHUTTING THINGS DOWN. Judith Light is one sassy mother fucker. To quote Alex: “that show fucks my shit up”, literally what a wonderful piece of theatre. 

Tonight I saw Merrily We Roll Along. I had physical reactions to Celia Keenan-Bolger and realized that I am Mary Flynn (“I have an excessive personality”) (“I say everything and then go home and suffer”). Everything inside of me exploded at the small boy. I had way more feelings than anyone should ever be allowed to have about Colleen Fitzpatrick. I cried at the end, being a bright-eyed artist who is ready to take on the world made me feel feelings.

FEEEEEEEEEEEEEELS.