One of those too-rare moments

I had one of those really cool life moments last night.  Like a reality check, only one that makes you feel good.  It's tech for Nordic Boy's show this week, and I was at the theatre last night dialect coaching.  So, we got to intermission.  I lowered my feet from the back of the seat in front of me.  I had a nibble of my snickerdoodle and a sip of my latte.  I set aside my notepad and my light-up pen.  Then I got up and padded barefoot (I didn't feel like slipping my birkenstocks back on for such short trip.) to the loo.  And through this short sequence of events, I just had that really cool feeling of "This is my life.  How awsome is that?"  As Nordic Boy put it when I mentioned it to him, it's that feeling of "I am 'Staff'."  Have you ever had that moment of realizing that you are exactly where you belong?  If you have, then you know exactly what I'm talking about.  Is theatre glamourous?  Hell No.  If you think so, you are beyond mistaken.  It's exhausting and dusty.  It's hard work and late, long hours.  There's nothing glam about having to eat prop food, or drinking Coke that's been watered down to look like some sort of liquor or cranberry juice with a dash of blue food colouring to make it look like red wine.  No, definitely not glamourous.  Is theatre the absolute coolest job on Earth?  Yes.  Oh yes.  It is.