The End. It was a Friday. My writing partners and I had just finished the third draft of our screenplay; it was a big rewrite and we had all been obsessing over it for months. The same morning I launched a new version of my personal blog which Charlotte, my intern and I had been working on all Summer. It was the end of a few things, or at least a few incarnations of things. I felt relieved, I felt proud and I felt in desperate need of a vacation. We booked our tickets to Cape Cod on a Friday and by Monday evening we were off.

A psychic told me last year that I’m the snake that sheds her skin; that I would take on new lives along the way of this one. She also told me that I’m someone who actually needs to travel and who needs to make a conscience effort to unplug and give my batteries a full recharge. These things resonated with me deeply but I actually think she could have been saying them to anybody. I mean, who doesn’t need a break from their day in and day out life every now and again?

I was blown away by how easily I took to being on vacation in Provincetown last week. I didn’t bring my laptop and I didn’t miss it for one moment. Instead I slept twelve hours a night, ate an ice cream cone every evening and swam in the ocean everyday. I read two books and I had long conversations with my husband and my father.

I would be lying if I said coming home wasn’t bittersweet but it’s tempered by this strange sense of accomplishment. I was put on hold for a TV job the day we were to leave on our trip. They wanted me to be available my vacation week even though it most likely wouldn’t shoot until the following week. There’s an old version of me that would have gotten really wound up about this and probably cancelled my trip or at least obsessed the whole time I was gone. But somehow I knew this trip was just as important as the acting job. I told them my circumstances and I went on my trip and I felt very happy to have been considered for the role and grateful to be on the casting directors radar and hopefully they would want to book me when I got home.

In the end they went with another actress. This was obviously a bummer and I definitely felt the disappointment for awhile driving to the airport. Maybe it was because I was away for one of the weeks or maybe not… either way I’m glad to have shed the skin of a girl who prioritized work above all else. It feels good to be at a point where my personal life feels just as valuable as my professional one.

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