Play Time

Your Friend Has Recently Died Pro-Tip #1:
Don't commit to anything more complicated than an obituary. 

I'm at the ass-end of Bay Roberts, surrounded by the homemade aprons, wondering how I got myself into this mess, and indeed, how I'm gonna get out of it. 

See, Sarah died.

So, I looked at that and told myself, "Life is finite. Time is precious. Friends are everything. Sarah looks gross as a dead body."

Then I told her former class and teachers that I would write and direct a school play for them because Sarah was supposed to do it. 

Write it!

"Don't bother being the adult, anybody. Leave that to me.

We all  know how good I am at that."

But they don't know. That's the real ruse that's unfolding, here. 

This was, in all likelihood, a bad idea. 

I've never written a play before. 

I haven't really read that many, either. 

And it's not even like it's a play for adults. 

A play for adults would be easy; you establish a likeable character and then give them AIDS. 

Simple. 

But with junior high kids, you have to have a message in there. 

Me, delivering a message to the youth. 

Alright, here's a message:

When your friend dies, don't commit to anything more complicated than an obituary. 

However, from beyond the ether, Sarah manages to inspire me. 

Learning that she claimed she would write a play last year, only to have left it too late, thus forcing her to purchase a play instead. 

For example.

Remembering that she only concluded the play the year before that because I helped her edit it and make it good, for another example. 

As Andie mentioned this morning, "If Sarah can walk and talk..."

But what do I do when she can't do those things any more?

Well, for the time being, it seems I get myself into sticky situations. 

It's gonna be cool!

I write the thing and take some competing school's drama teacher to bed. 

Who knows?!

Sky's the limit. 

At the very least, I might comfort myself with the reminder that grieving suckers can back out of things really easily. 

I just have to get morose and say, "I'm just not feeling up to it."

Worked with my student loans.