Rowdy’s Dream Blog #261: I have walked out onto the stage.
I am late for J's play. G is already there. I rush into the building and realize that I have walked out onto the stage. I put my head down and rush across to a plush chair and sit down. The actors continue talking to each other, saying their lines, doing their lives. I get a dirty look from a guy on my left in a black felt hat. I must be in his place.