I should be happier. I did a showing of the first draft of my solo yesterday. It went pretty well I think. Some things became clearer. Some things remain fuzzy. People cried. They even laughed. I got wet from tears, sweat and saliva.
But I feel a sense of loss.
Like saying goodbye to something, someone you don't really know very well but that has been a part of your life for the past few weeks.
This is it for the solo for a while. I don't get to work on it again till the fall. It has been a process in which eros has been very present.