It’s been raining like crazy, meaning that all the snow is now slick, wet ice. Walking to school takes twice as long because you’re always fighting the ice.
School’s back in session. Other than having to get up at a specified time, I’m happy to be back. It gives me something to do, at any rate. Naturally, my throat is just as it always was. First lesson and it hurt.
Nothing else to write about except an observation that’s been bouncing around in my head for days now: a theatrical person is a person who constantly and consistently tries to communicate with facial and body language as much or more than with her (and it’s usually a woman, in my experience) words.