This is where I was going to take a photo a day in 2012 but forgot to stop. I also write something random to give you an insight into the craziness that is Susan's mind.
Sunday, March 22, 2015
March 22. Day 81. Going under
Where in God's name is your Ark when you need it? Seriously I've been flooded more times than I care to recount in the past two days. This included INSIDE the Schonell Theatre during a performance. As if that wasn't weird enough, I also got a little extra liquid down my leg when my devoted fur friend decided to use my limb as a tree during a walk. I know right. With friends like that, who needs enemies? Anyway, with Drama Teen performing all weekend at the Schonell, I spent a great deal of time going back and forth to the venue to drop off, pick up or see the show. The Eleanor Schonell pedestrian bridge became my friend except that every time, without fail, I got drenched. I guess there's nothing like a physical drenching to take your mind off the symbolic going under in a work sense. Or maybe it just reinforces it. Still I did get to spend a bit of time by the lakes on each journey checking out the turtles. I love a turtle. They are nature's reminder that you can survive to be a very old age despite being slow and uncoordinated - and wet as it happens.