Going Home or Going Backwards?

Last week, I came up to SLC on Thursday to see the opera, and decided it was too much bother to drive back down to college on Friday, because I was needed Saturday at my nephew's 2nd birthday party. I went to see my favorite english teacher (and talked with her for two hours, it was so wonderful) at the high school on Friday instead. Near the end of the conversation, she told me that construction on the new little theatre was finally finished, and it was open and in use and everything. I couldn't resist heading down to see the improvements after we parted ways. The little theatre door was locked, so I went and poked my head into the auditorium stage, "just to see". You know, to look at what scenery they've worked on, what they've done with the place, whatever. I spent so much of my life in that room during high school - I should see how they're taking care of it.

Click for a rather long treatise on my feelings about my high school theatre.