What is happiness?

Is it a feeling, a state of being, or an unattainable dream? Of course, if what I'm feeling lately isn't happiness, than I'm not sure anyone can feel it. I find myself overwhelmed with joy as I walk down a sidewalk, or sit on the couch in my flat. Unable for a moment to do anything but be filled with happiness.

I worked hard to get here. I worked well in school to get into college. Managing somehow to also fit in outside activities, friendships, family, and the occasional paying job. I spent my summers working at fairly low-paying jobs, sitting inside day after day to get enough money for the next stage of my life. I got to college and I worked to get all my classes done. I threw myself into theatre. But always, always it was with this feeling of... trudging forward.

This was where it was leading. All the stupid jobs, all the hours of stress. It led me here and now my life is folding out in front of me. This trip has made my career I think. Can all your dreams come true in one year? I mean, this fall I'm going to be working for the most exciting theatre company in Minneapolis. Then I graduate. And even if for some reason I don't come back to London to work (though Greg has promised to help me get a visa), I met a producer from New York on Monday, and Greg though I would be able to assist them on the American tour of Othello autumn 2008. Can you imagine, being 23 and already being a part of an equity tour? I'm so happy that I honestly don't know what to do with myself.

Plus! My friend Lisa is coming today to visit me!!!! Yay friends!