I want to restart my dramatic life.
Perhaps not all over again, but I want to start with a new heart. I want to see what I can do, get every chance I get.
I want to spread my wings, wet and shriveled, I imagine, from this incubation period of about three months.
Three months. That's a long time.
It's enough for me to forget all I've ever done.
It's also enough for me to take a break. But why would I, I love drama, it's been here for me, and I've been here for it, for twelve years.
That roughly sums up to 12/16 = 3/4 = 0.75 = 75% of my life.
And I don't want it to stop.
Not in a long long long time.