At 3am I sob in my car for the theatrics of it all. At least I think this is the part of the movie where I cry. The director left me in charge and I think I'm suppose to cry at this part. But my face won't turn ugly enough and the tears only flow because I keep failing to follow directions. I'm directing a one woman show no one wants to watch. I haven't even started, but I think I lack the repertoire for this role.