Despite—or, actually, because of—it being an emotionally charged day yesterday it was an important night to go to improv class. Lisa, bless her heart, cleared the way for me, and managed the household energy while I escaped.
It was a good night at the improvatorium, with a mixture of new people and veterans, and we had fun making scenes, doing a rant, and conducting character interviews.
As the night drew to a close, and my character interview was the last of them, I realized I had an extra dose of emotional sludge to unburden, and so I channeled it into embodying Jerry Coltane, 18 year old rock star.
At some point in the middle I left my body and I became Jerry.
It was exactly what I needed.