Early Saturday Morning in P'Town

One more day of theatre and Tennesse Williams behind me. At about 5 AM the street sweeper cleans Commercial Street, breaking the silence of the early morning with the sound of a loud truck. It is harbinger of next week when I return home to the reality of my non P'Town existance. The reality of everyday life again invades my space as a writer. Necessaary....but...unpleasant. I saw two small plays called "Escape" tonight. I now understand Tennessee more than ever.