I’ve been keeping my mind and my eyes on the path in front of me. I’ve chosen a set of goals, a set of plans, and I’m trying to follow them to the best of my ability. As I go, I’ve been trying to keep my eye on the big picture as well. My life should be more than worrying about my next paycheck, more than worrying about whether my health insurance payment will be on time. My life should be about making a difference and being me to the best of my ability.

I’ve been asked a lot recently about my future. My parents are bugging me to get a job, and believe me, I’m trying to find one. I’ve come up with a series of plans and back-up plans to ensure that I get the future I want, but so far, things aren’t really working out.

Plan A: Apply to graduate schools, interview, and get accepted into a program. Finish the program, get some more professional experience, and direct/work professionally. My endgame is to wind up like Scott Walters, an old fogey in a cushy theatre professor job. (Just kidding, Mr. Walters. Sorta.)

Plan B: Should I not get accepted into grad school this year, find a job of some sort (whether teaching or something different). Work to pay the bills until next year when I can apply to a new round of grad school interviews and auditions. I will, of course, endeavor to stay involved in community and any professional theatre I can.

Plan C: Roll over and die. I’m hoping it doesn’t come to this.