When I look back, I realize that the stages of my theatre-kid history can be divided into distinct “eras” based on the shows that I most listened to at the time and the other shows that I discovered through them.
As we approach the final week of classes, I can only focus on one thing: summer.
As the regular workload lightens, and the finals load begins, I’ve found motivation in some of the most unexpected places.
We’ve officially made it to the point in the school year where “half” can be used to describe both the amount of the semester that has been completed, and the energy we’re putting into our assignments.
For myself and many of my peers, it seems that the mid-semester burnout hits earlier and earlier with every passing year.
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