I wish i'd been more diligent about writing while I was in Miami, but life just got busy and I tried as best I could to minimize the amount of time I spent in front of the computer...preferring time in the sun instead.
My month in Miami performing The Sparrow was rejuvenating, exciting and simply wonderful. When I think of Miami, I will remember: king size beds, 48th floor, the opera tower, "R", the double-tree, cosmos with Carolyn, breakfast with Paige, the beach on 13th street, days with day, miami life center, ashtanga yoga, sparrows fly, michael's, sexy pattie, markie g, an absolutely amazing, hilarious and talented company of actors and an awesome stage manager, the joy and beauty of story-telling, the magic of theatre, standing ovations, tears, book boat, the bullet trick, quick changes, the little girl in the front who answered "yes!" when abu asked "are we all okay with this?", the basketball game, pick-up trucks, short skirts and low-cut shirts, spring farm, the opera, the arsht center, redheads, kanye west, white leather and glass furniture, riley the cat, jim beam, the S&S diner, the Manhattan Café, my sisters, cubans, colombians, frenchies, the DRB, 5, 6, 7, 8, Monty's, the 120 bus, construction, walking in the middle of the street, swimming laps, the Boucher Brother's umbrellas, espanola way, lincoln avenue, walking down meridian on the shady side of the street, M.I.A..
Thank you to the House for this wonderful and unexpected gift. It was just what i needed and more.
