Y'know when you've been working so hard for the past few days that your body doesn't want to quit? An object in motion remains in motion, and so on.
This week has been intense - though I have deep appreciation for these shorter jobs that teach me just how much stuff I can do; that show me the absolute limit of the number of things I can accomplish in a small period of time. I was multitasking so intently on this one that I actually had a genuine flash of desire at one point to have an IV so I wouldn't have to use my mouth for anything other than talk. I simply couple not spare the time for bites. (As of today, my voice is gone.)
On set yesterday, other than the natural continuance of the conspiracy of apocalypses that has haunted us since the onset, we had a little bit of magic. One take of the performance was so powerful that, when the last note rang out, the room burst into spontaneous applause and one girl cried. This never happens. It was one of those moments that reminds me - ah, yes. THIS is why I do this.