09 February, 2011


 Photo 40/365

One day at the rehearsal hall,  I had a conversation with an actor I respect about life:  the uncertainties of career, the responsibility of children, our experiences with parenthood, our own parents, and that - somehow - both of us, although thoroughly blessed, also thought a lot about our own mortality. Death. The great unknown.  A deep and insightful chat, but kind of a downer. About a half hour later,  I walked by this building of LIFE. Three windows - and above each window, those four simple letters. A sign? A fluke? A happy accident? Who cares - what an upper.

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