So a good friend suggested I apply to an arts organisation that was hosting a night of excerpts of new creative plays etc. I dashed off a quick application with a link of me doing some poetry whilst on the bus in two minutes before I could get scared and promptly forgot about it. Now I’m crying because I’m going to get to do part of my play in a theatre which is so amazing. And i never thought that would or could happen. Yet up until last week I thought I’d never be happy again. Looks like I was wrong.