I know how the bad memories often can seem stronger than the good ones... and I know I often find the negative in the best of memories... But I thought it would be good to have a thread to jot some of them down as they come by... I just found my big red ring I last wore when I saw my favourite actor and idol live in Hamlet, in London last year. It was the best night of my life... I felt so alive. It was such an amazing play, it was funny, dramatic, well done... and him... gosh. Yes, I am a hopeless fangirl. And yes I traveled all the way to London all alone just to see him; and the place where they film some of Sherlock as well. I was buzzing as I arrived at the theater early... I couldn't sit still... I knew I had a seat on second row... and I just wanted to get in there and I wanted the play to start! I had a lot of anxiety as well. And it didn't help that I had to walk really far because the tube had shut down because of strikes and the buses weren't running as the app said because of road work... but I made it there... with a badly bleeding toe and for the first time in my life without any bandaids... (ugh, there, I am doing it again... finding the negative. huh?) But as soon as the play started I didn't even notice my toe hurt at all. The actor was standing right in front of me. Like... if I reached out my hand and leaned forward I could have touched him. (I didn't!). I was laughing so hard, I know the play in and out, I even wrote a major paper on it in school, having chosen it myself... and I found myself mouthing the lines. I sat close to some women who were the same... At a point the actor was on top of a balcony, just above me, he was alone on the stage, he was pretty sweaty and spitting out lines... and this is going to sound gross that I'm excited about this... a drop of his body fluid hit me in the eye! And at a point where he was waving a gun, I felt like he was pointing at me (I'm sure the half of the theater had the same experience though. lol). After the show was over, 3 lovely hours later I didn't wait around for autographs at the stage door... he hadn't done it the day before, which was the premiere day... and as far as I'm informed he only started it a few days later... I regret not trying at least bit... but my anxiety couldn't have handle all the pushing and shoving. so I thought it was better I just walked away... I pretty much danced all the way home and only a while after I got back to my hotel room and had been rested could I feel my toe throb. I have never been so high in my life. That actor has saved my life so many, many times.