The nervousness in my bowels is due to a piece of white paper dotted with black names. It is stapled to a wall in a hallway where many a lonesome person has walked.
This slip of paper holds the result of many auditions in the two weeks before. I have been hoping that my name, as black as the rest will be among the others on that simple piece of paper.
Such a small thing to fill my stomach with monarchs.

But it is not the only thing which worries me, making me so anxious.

-L