We had our first rehearsal in the theatre today. It's going surprisingly smoothly. I just tell myself I'm in my own Christmas Special and the motivation takes care of itself. I was always a sucker for Christmas kitsch.
As I left the theatre tonight I noticed a statue across the street. I strolled over to check it out, and almost burst into tears.
It turns out that High Point is his childhood home town. I'm working not far from where one of the Twentieth Century's most essential musicians spent formative years.
Excuse me; I'm off to listen to A Love Supreme for about the thousandth time.