Here I am; three weeks into a new adventure, having stepped completely into the dark, and still waiting for my eyes to adjust!

Boston is a funny little city. People here are so nice- until they are in their cars; the weather has gone through every personality disorder in DSM-4 since I have been here; and anything west of Ohio is practically considered a foreign country. But I love it. I really do. From the old cemeteries to the Charles River, there is so much history here to breathe in.

My school, is beautiful. The pictures above is our theatre for school productions, not the professional company productions, but for the student shows. Sometimes I have to remind myself that this is all really here around me so that I drink it in.

One of my classes explores how theatre can be used as a tool of social justice. It is fascinating and I feel myself anxiously engaged in my schooling. It is just right. This post has been very scattered, but now that the ice is broken, I am excited to share my journey with any who care to listen!