Yesterday, in an improv class I’m taking at the Magnet Theater, we were practicing telling monologues and pulling ideas from them to make scenes. I didn’t end up telling any monologues myself but the suggestion of “camping” came up and my brain raced through hundreds of memories I have from going camping…
Tag: Vermont
It must be nice…
Before Christmas, I went to a yoga class knowing that over the next few days I’d be more stressed out than usual. Now, I know that yogis have a reputation of being fake, annoying, and crazy but I haven’t really had that experience…