12/11/04

Desire left unquenched. The severity of the thirst increasing throughout the day. Flashbacks of the previous day haunt every waking moment. Time goes by slowly, until finally, it’s time.

The venue is set, the lighting is checked, – everything is as it should be – but the players. One is ready, lines have been rehearsed, all is prepared. But the second – she faults, hesitates, missteps. A series of pitfalls and the ambience is shattered.

So, thirst is mounting. He exits into the cool night air. The brisk evening air cools his heated emotions . . .

And she is left to