Dear Stage,
I haven't stopped thinking about you since last night. You were so great. You supported me when I was on top, the whole time! I was very impressed. And hey, size doesn't matter. It's all about how you use the size you were built with. I woke up this morning with a splinter! I can't believe we did it right there in the open with all those people watching! There had to be at least 500 faces staring up at us. You know what scared me the most? How much I liked it. I wanted them to stare. I wanted those faces to see me and focus on me, hear me, applaud me...love me.
Oh stage, there will never be anyone like you. I hate seeing you with other people. They step all over you, and you don't need that. You deserve someone like me, who will use you gently, and love you endlessly. You give me chills just thinking about you. When I am about to see you, I get so nervous. My heart beats faster and faster, beads of sweat roll down my forehead, my palms get clammy, and I forget what I am supposed to say. But then I see you. There you are. You are so consistent and I really love that in a stage. You inspire me to be better.
When I first got on top, I didn't think that my work would amount to anything. But then I heard it. I heard noise, almost like a roar, but also a scream. It was terrifying, yet brought tears to thine eyes. The Big O. It is my goal as an actor to reach that Big O. And last night, it happened. And it lasted for the longest that it ever has! And you were there, supporting me up all the way through it. It was an impactful standing ovation. I felt so satisfied after I got off of you, my lovely stage. More satisfied than I feel when I do it myself. When I do my work alone in my room, I will be thinking about you, but since you aren't there, I never reach that Big O. EVER!
I need you. I think I have made that perfectly clear. I want to see you again. There, I said it. The ball is in your court my dear, darling stage. Please say yes to meeting again. This Sunday, I need to meet with you twice. It has been a long week, and I just need to express myself and get some relief. Once at 2:00 p.m., and once at 7:10 p.m. Same place?
Stage, no matter what size, shape, oak, maple, plastic, color, or texture you become in the future, I will always adore you. If I cannot be there with you, I will watch from afar, but I will always be there. Whether I am in the wings backstage, in the sound booth, the lighting booth, in the audience, listening in the lobby, or on top of you, I will be there. You make masterpieces happen every day, but you, my love, are the true masterpiece.
Forever Yours,
Melanie I. Schultz
P.S. Just post a cast list on the bulletin board in the theater to communicate with me about meeting again in the future. I will come willing and able.
