Earth Below Us

I saw a brilliant show tonight. I was miserable for a majority and in tears about 90% of the time, yet objectively recommend it. If you're in NYC or the tour comes near you, "Black Watch" is a must-see, wonderful piece. That which didn't terrify me I found incredibly moving (in a positive light).

If you've never been shot at or in any sort of battle situation that reduces you to rubble at loud bombing, assault fire and the mere sight of certain weapons mixed with body armor (this particular one caught me completely by surprise), go... see. I gave them a very mixed standing ovation, partially due to their sheer brilliance and partially in relief it was over (for me, personally).

I'll probably write more about this at another time, but I'm just not there right now. Oddly, though, for having sat in absolute terror for nearly two hours (yet stuck to my seat as if by mortar), I feel remarkably calm. I think the long trip home with friends helped (it's so far downtown it's almost Brooklyn). I didn't have the chance to stay in my own head for a while.

Well, at least if I was going to get creeped out, I could watch my favorite creepy guy sitting right across from me, also in the audience (Alan Cumming, for those who don't know me enough to know my favorite creepy guy--- a la "Circle of Friends").

I'm home, I'm happy, I'm safe-- that's all that matters right now. Sleeping is probably a ways off as I tend to have pretty bad nightmares with certain triggers, but I'm definitely in wind-down mode. I think I'll just read for a while before even heading to bed.