Night, All

Folks, it’s been a long day. A long damn day.

Frankly, tomorrow is going to be every bit as lengthy. I’ve got a feeling in my gut. Well. A reduced gut, thanks to the good people of Special K. But a gut feeling regardless.

Getting into Byck tonight… took some doing. Don’t get me wrong, I’m enjoying myself and grateful to get outta the house. But finding the raving, ranting, lunatic Byck taxed something. One of my co-stars gave me a hug on a break halfway through the following number, because I looked like I needed it. I didn’t (like I’m going to turn down a hug, dammit), but Byck sure did.

He just got through screaming how freaking alone he feels, how despondent, how furious; of course he could use a hug. Might stop him from hijacking a 747.

If and when I figure out exactly where Byck is, exactly what his message is, it will be easier to slip in and out of the role. In the mean time, bring the stress on. I am 100% grateful for the focus-of-attention. Damned grateful.

Sleep well, folks. Have a good one.