Asae and I have completed the first performance leg of our journey as Salt and Sage Productions: a whirlwind experience of performing in different places, crashing in different sleeping spaces, loading our equipment in and out, taking care of logistics, spending a lot of time on the road, and making artistic and personal discoveries. The irony of "The Exit Theatre" being a sort of jumping-off point of our journey, strikes me as I take a few moments to breathe in all that has happened, and all that is still to come. We're spending the next month or so in different states, both creating some art with other groups before reconvening again in early November for our Christmas play. And in a sense, we have made a bit of a temporary exit. We have laid Cinnamon and Cigarettes to rest (again, if still temporarily); we are taking some breathing room from our home theatre space, and we are doing a bit of creating apart from each other. But one of the beauties of theatre is that from exits always come entrances. The end is never the end, even when it is. The next play is always right around the corner. So I'm taking a moment, now, to be grateful for the exits and the entrances, the support I consistently receive from all sides, the connections I've made and continue to make, the dear friends and fellow artists who help me become a better artist and human being, and the opportunity to do what I love on a daily basis.