At last week's 'big meeting', I even got the chance to present, which threw me back to my middle school days when I thought I was meant to be on stage (hint, I wasn't). I've always been a big fan musical theatre and sadly I was not blessed with the voice, dancing ability or acting skills necessary to the stage.
Granted, that didn't stop me from embarrassing myself on stage in The Wiz, Bye-Bye Birdie, Fiddler or high school choir productions, but it was always from the safety of a large group also known as the chorus.
But this time, instead of getting stuck in a peasant costume with neon yellow pit-stains, I got to wear my own clothes on stage at the Kessler Theatre in Dallas.
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| The Kessler, where dreams come true |
And regardless of how small this stage was (which I assure you, it was small), I felt like I was fulfilling one of those sad childhood dreams at the meeting which definitely wasn't on the formal agenda. Long live the Kessler!

you looked amazeballs in that costume!
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