thanks for the reminder!

Words are intention.

Yesterday morning I posted about improv. Yesterday evening I reluctantly attended my husband’s holiday party. Reluctant because I’m a hardcore introvert and a room full of people I don’t know at a party makes me exhausted just thinking about it.  But I went because he does so much for us, and he’s asked me to go for the past three years (turns out some people thought I was a myth).

What ended up happening, do you suppose?

Let me tell you. The party was a murder mystery party and guess who got singled out to play a suspect? Yeah. Because, y’know, improv.

I remember now, Universe. I remember now.

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