oh, how we’ve grown. we are adults in training.
meets me halfway for everything, really
she knows i know approximately jack shit about music so she uses small words so i’ll be sure to understand
same thing for theatre like i don’t know a whole lot so she teaches to my level
she’ll sing songs for me, or not really for me but like i get to hear and enjoy them
she’s grand at teaching bbs about things
WICKED smart and articulate too, like can pick up what im trying to say and will put in better words than i can say
such sweet passion for things
newsies, obvi, and maggie steve-otter (ive given up on the spelling) and LIBRARIANS and just so much
rlly rlly good at what she does, like tours and the theatre and just all of it
honestly will be a great stage manager (is already, has the potential for AMAZING things)
has the guts to talk to me about emotionally draining shit
its really hard honestly to be honest and open and up front about sad shitty things but you did that for me. that is something i cannot thank you enough for.
will run with old jokes with me like big bag little dicks or FOH! the milk has gone bad
but also new ones like apparently this possum thing i’ve acquired visavis katie and silly new ones
again. incomplete. to be added.
