On our first night in Newmarket, Derek and I went to a Chinese food buffet. ... And it was awful. Everything tasted the same and I spent FIFTY-ONE DOLLARS on it. I remember loving this place when I lived in Newmarket. I went there for my sixteenth birthday, Karen and I took our cast of our Cabaret there after our postering blitz.
And this time it was awful.
When I left Newmarket, I just sort of dropped everything and ran. There were a lot of things left unfinished. And I think because I never wrapped anything up, I never dealt with Karen or James or finished Queen B's last show or was in a mainstage at Huron or... well, a lot of things.
And because so much was left unfinished, I think I expected that it would just sit there and remain unchanged. I know it's been six years and stores shut down and things move and new cooks come in and new things are built, but... It never changed in my mind. So it wouldn't change in real life, right?
I was disappointed about the Newmarket practicum. But I was also excited. It was a piece of home. Something to hold onto, even if was from before. Except that it's changed. Reid's Dairy is closed. Mainstreet Theatre Company is gone. Spotlight Theatre (where we produced our second show!) is gone. And what if everything I remember being good from before wasn't actually as good as I remember it?
I know that this too will pass. Things will get better. I will find something I like in Kingston and Newmarket and they will be home enough and it is only for 8 months. But still. For now I am just sad. It'll be harder when Derek leaves tomorrow.
(Though Wonderland was a lot of fun. And Rock and Roll Diner was still there in Newmarket, even if it was a little sketchy. And the people in Kingston are very friendly and they are allowing Derek to stay here tonight despite their "no overnight guests" rule... even if today was all about HEMORRAGING money.
Bright side.)