Grown-up people seem to be busy by clockwork... They run their unswerving course from object to object, directed by some mysterious inner needle that points all the time to what they must do next. You can only marvel at such misuse of time.
Is anything sadder than a trainThat leaves when it's supposed to,That has only one voice,Only one route?There's nothing sadder.Except perhaps a cart horse,Shut between two shaftsAnd unable even to look sideways.
Theater is structured. You're plugged into a system. It's relentless. You're expected to do certain things every day. You have your tasks.
The few times in my life where I had four or five movies in a row, it was a nightmare. I felt trapped. I felt like my life was planned for a year and a half or two years, and it was terrible. Most of the time, everything collapsed.
I was at an academy for basically my whole life when I played tennis, so I had the same schedule every single day.
I do better with routines and predictability. I don't react well when there's a sudden change in the schedule.
I have this ridiculous exercise regime in the summer that I do not deviate from.
It's interesting because when you're in a show for a year, your life really isn't your own for that whole period.
The schools schedule is a series of units of time; the clock is king.
The kind of job where you come in and work 9 to 5, and where someone tells you what to do all day is becoming scarcer and scarcer.
