Hallway Light (Light Obv 3)
2/19, Top floor of Monroe Hall, 8 pm-ish
Light at the end of a hallway
I was at rehearsal. We had just gotten through warming up and had five minutes before starting our run through. Being in solitude helps me prepare, so I walked to the top floor of the building to get into character alone.
The halls were dark but the door was open so I stepped into the hallway. It was freezing cold. No one was up there so the heat wasn’t on. The hallways, formed in a square, were completely dark, except for a small pool of light at the end of each hallway. The setting immediately put me in the dark headspace required for the show. It was scary but the glow at the end of each hallway made me feel some sense of hope as I walked around. I kept wanting to move from the dark into the light and found myself rushing my steps, partially because I felt like a creature would grab me from behind, and partially because I wanted to feel some sense of hope to counterbalance the dark words I was reciting to myself, and I knew the presence of the light above me could immediately do that. It struck me how the very few lights in the presence of such darkness could make me feel that way.