A few weeks ago, I watched a documentary about the war in Vietnam. One of the veterans interviewed, now 40 years later, says something to the effect of: When you’re over there, away from your family, at 18, 19 years of age, the other guys in your company are more family to you than your own family back home for the time being. You live and die together. You either have each other’s backs or you’re easy pickings for the enemy.
With the utmost respect for those men and the horrors they faced, which I can in no way equate to our plight as actors, still, it made me think that we are, in our own way, fighting an overseas war of a kind in our lives.
If you’re in Los Angeles or New York, chances are you moved there from across America or even the world, to pursue your passion for the art of acting at the highest level. You left most, if not all, of your dearest relationships behind you. You moved, perhaps, hundreds or thousands of miles to engage in the battle for the fulfillment of your dreams.
Of course, we all know we’re not alone. Duh. We get it. Pretty much everyone we know is out here away from loved ones just like we are.
But do you really get it? Put another way, we’re burning through the
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