I’m not dead but I play a dead man on stage

Pot! The Musical has finished it’s run in Venice Beach.  The utter joy of working so hard and so closely with a fabulous group of people and the frustration of being in a musical that is getting little notice are both gone.  What’s left is a sense of, “Well, that happened.”

When you’ve just finished a death scene, a cognitive dissonance arises when you bounce up to join in the exuberant closing number, “Why can’t we just get along”.  The writer considered having the character appear with angelic wings but instead chose to ignore the afterlife presence on stage.

The actor, the term loosely applies here, is left trying to feel undead moments after feeling dead and no amount of watching True Blood seems to help.

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