He's breathing!

I did the monologue again tonight, and decided to set my goals no higher than to try to make it breathe. A little.

The first time I did it without a physical person as a substitute for my assassin. I felt it went somewhat better than the last time, but I was nervous and it didn't quite open up. But enough had happened to make Øyvind give me a second go, and then I had a woman sitting in the chair. That made a big difference. The whole thing slowed down, and I felt that what I said had meaning.

But I still have a long way to go with it. And afterwards I realized what kept me back.