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Tomorrow I’m getting paid half a month’s rent to be part of a flurry of circus artists escorting the CEO of the Four Seasons hotels to and from a flamenco-themed party, then performing a trapeze piece that I had 8 days to pull out of my ass. Before this happens, I will have taught two children’s classes at Harwood, wrapping up teaching twenty minutes before my train to Santa Fe departs, and then I will have changed into costume and eaten some semblance of a dinner on the train. This life I’ve chosen…

• 17 Jun 2013
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This month is panning out to be a big blur of training-teaching-performing, fitting in sleeping and eating on the train rides in between Albuquerque and Santa Fe.  Rehearsals and lights and cues and drill-drill-drill.  Late nights, early mornings.

And I love it.

Of course, this isn’t the most sustainable lifestyle to be leading, and thankfully I should be back to some (relative) state of homeostasis come mid-July.  In the meantime, I’ve gotten really good at cramming meals into Mason jars and racing to catch my train to Santa Fe in the 24 minutes I have between ending my youth circus camp classes and the train’s departure time.  I sleep on floors, couches, crash pads.

Tomorrow’s task is to pace myself in between rehearsing early in the morning with my silks base, teaching my adult beginners immediately afterward, teaching two youth classes after an abbreviated lunch break, then heading to the Valley to rehearse my rope solo and climbing wall improv with the company.  We dance on climbing walls!

• 5 Jun 2013
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