The World’s A Stage

 Dances. Songs. Dramatic monologues. This is the world of musical theater. Decisions. Reactions. Consequences. This is the real world.
 I enter the world of theater often to escape the complicated decisions & emotions that so often come with reality. It seems easier to imagine oneself as a character in a simple, straightforward world than to confront the troubles of actual existence. The promise of knowing who you are, what will happen, and what decisions you will make draws me in like a moth to a flame. Yet no matter how long my stay is in fantasy, I must always return to the real world.
 The real world, where every decision sets one on a brand new path. Where every day, the weather is different. The world where one tries to set every person’s desires on a single plate and balance them all perfectly. The place where no matter how far one’s already sunk, they will surely sink farther. Where nobody knows the whole truth, so they have to make every wrong decision.
 That’s why I’m drawn to the straightforward fantasy of the stage. The stage, where I must smile and look like I’m enjoying myself. Where I must work as hard as I can so the hundreds of people judging me view me in a positive light. The place where a million things are happening backstage to make sure the audience only sees the best of us actors during the show. Where we put on a costume and act like who we’re told we are. The stage where the actor must balance the desires of every single person directing you, the audience, and your own opinions and values.
 No matter where you go, the real world is always there. There is no escape to the sad truth that we all may be actors. Walking among society, putting on a show for those around us, praying it’ll meet or exceed their expectations. None of us ever know what could possibly be happening backstage

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