Last day in California. Leaving Brigadoon. And I am thrilled to report: I do not leave hollowed out, but brimming with fullness.
I have spent more than two years orienting my life around these specific six weeks. Not merely writing toward them, but living toward them. Making decisions with one question in mind: ‘when this moment comes, will I be able to be fully present for it?’ 

And somehow—miraculously—I was.

This has been, in every possible way, the richest artistic experience of my life. There ...