(Originally shared in an email newsletter on May 22, 2015 ) Beads of sweat trickled across my face slowly with aching precision as I silently willed them to halt. They paused dramatically on my forehead but my preemptive victory was short lived as they haughtily dripped into my eyes. It stung enough to make me shut …
I noticed the the chill before I noticed the darkness. How long had I been sitting at the bottom of the staircase leading me back home? Hours must’ve passed between the heat of the afternoon and fall of night. I received my first D+ in second grade. I had an odd sensation as the teacher …
“Why do you love magic?” was written across a white board in the middle of an industrial loft space somewhere in Studio City. The first question I was posed two Mondays ago. Asked in all seriousness and not terribly out of line given I was at an audition for one of the largest electronics companies …