One my artistic mentors and collaborators always reminded me that when we were at the task at hand, and in our case, that meant staging elaborate theatrical productions together on a shoe-string, smoke and mirrors budget, we were doing "the good work." Creative. Engaging. Passionate. We filled our days pursuing crazy little dream-shows, that we'd put on and then take down. Short runs. Small audiences. We'd do the work, totally embrace all the little madnesses to make a show, and then it would all vanish in a blink of the eye. There and then gone. Everything, then, nothing. Just the smoke, the residue of a thing. Yep. The good work. Except, you know, the experience was alive in our hearts and minds. A life-lesson. Do the work. Do the good work. Always. And then let it go. No clinging. No holding-on. Start conjuring the next little dream.