Iamnotahealer

Analog cu prin Madrid!

Acting is a team game. And the actor is not “gifted”. It’s the person willing to work, to focus, and to lose themselves in the organism.

You are a cell.
We are a cell.
We learn to work together so the whole thing can function.

The body I was part of this year was a mix of cultures, ideologies, ideas, and amazing human beings. I learned to love them day by day, even on the days when I couldn’t stand them.

I feel so much for them, but the best way I can describe it is:
“mi-s dragi, domne!”

I’m not done yet, but from this moment on, I move forward through a forest of tears and contemplation.

Erasmus in your 30s… I’m telling you, it’s worth starting another university just for this.

The family that theatre builds stays alive forever.
The tears, the sweat, the appreciation for each other’s growth, the support, the eye rolls, the bitten tongues.

Theatre builds organisms. Families. Bonds.

Because while you’re there, nothing else really matters
except that moment.

And if anything ever matters in this world, it’s this:
tearful eyes looking with appreciation at the ones around you, realising you’re not so different after all.
Learning, somehow, to work as one.