“Or she breaks the lock and escapes. So here’s a question: is it worth it? Is what worth it? Trying...When it means she might fall” Dear Wife, What a serendipitous, terrifying, rewarding, aligned experience you gave me. I sang “tides will ebb and leaves will fall.” Choreo there? Touch one of my few real tattoos - a leaf falling. Through you I broke my own locks. I escaped my own heartbreak. And conquered my own fears. You’re a sexy, strong, vulnerable femme fatale and I can only hope those qualities rubbed off on me during our time in Houston. Seven actors told a story of love and loneliness. Literally overflowing with gratitude I was one of them. Love you Wife, but like your song says, nothing lasts. Hope to see you soon. Happy Closing NOIR.