It’s go time.
GPOY
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Welp.
So, @donaldglover and I have the same taste in hermit cabins. You know, because I needed another reason to like him.
It’s a beautiful way to get lost.
This post, in which I gush at length about improv
“Sometimes in life you need more than 140 characters”
-Ghandi, probably
So, most of you know that I’ve been doing improv since February. Whether you found out from me (least likely) or from my various saccharin tweets (most likely), you probably know that it’s something I’ve enjoyed. A lot.
Not only are the people that I find myself spending more and more time with some of the best people I’ve ever met, I’ve grown and learned a ton about myself, too. I can’t even figure out how to say everything I feel, because I feel SO MUCH. There are SO MANY FEELINGS going on right now. I’m so thankful to know these people, and I love that I can meet someone once and go straight to being friends. In fact, we usually skip being friends and fall right into being family. I LOVE THAT.
And this post wasn’t meant to just gush about how much I love the New Movement Theater (although it wasn’t not for that), it was also to talk about how important I’ve found it is to have a thing. Something you care about and love more than lots of things. Something to break up the monotony of every day. Improv is my thing, and I can honestly say without a doubt that it’s kept me sane. The people I’ve met can turn a bad day around like nothing, and they’re the kindest, funniest, most accepting and welcoming people I’ve ever had the pleasure of spending time with. I can’t wait to see where we call go, but for now, I’m just happy to be having fun.
UBH for life.
/gush
