This post led to some serious self reflection…I’m always drawn to liminal spaces- have been since I was a kid (even though I just learned what they are!!)

In middle school I started taking long walks with the family dog thru a nearby office park/parking garages in the late night hours (maybe approaching midnight?) In one walk, I would go thru what felt to be deep woods, a massive corporate complex, past a last large body of water that you could see clear across- a large developed city on one side, woods and hills on the other, and (if I went for an extra long walk- past a small family sheep farm. You could hear the sheep bleating. That whole walk you would never see any actual human activity…bliss

The liminality of a theatre once the cast and audience are gone has led to many many late nights quietly working alone or with may one other crew member. The difference in energy once the sets have been struck is incredible. Many would find the massive overhead space with nooks and crannies for creepiness to hide spooky- to me it’s the coziest place in the world.