Just read about a theatrical rendition of Billy Elliot doing really well. The movie was an absolute marvel, and I'm sure this version was even better. A tiny part of me has always loved the stage - the lights, the makeup, the costumes, the pre-show jitters...all of it is worth it when you see the crowd stand up at the end and burst into applause. I've had the pleasure of tasting the world of theatre when I was in high school, and it still rolls around sweetly in my mouth. But I know I haven't truly lived until I've seen a performance on Broadway, let alone star in one. There's a little superstar in every one of us - we dance in our rooms because no one can see us, and we sing in the car because no one can hear us. If only theatre was big over here, then maybe I could parch my thirst for the arts.


Happy Pancake Day to everyone.

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