I went to see Man of La Mancha at Mesa Encore Theatre tonight, and WOW did it make me miss the production of it that I was in two years ago. (Two years ago, seriously?) I was going to say that I feel "showsick" for it, but the term "homesick" is actually more accurate. There was something about that cast and that production that felt like home. I want to go back to that time, do it all over again, and just stay there.
"When life itself seems lunatic, who knows where madness lies?"