Yesterday, I ended up at the old studio lot for an audition. It has been years since I have been on the Prospect lot. It has been so many years that when I first read the address, I couldn’t understand why it seemed so familiar, as if I knew exactly where it was. Of course I knew where it was! General Hospital and the Prospect lot had been my home for four years – mostly good years.
As I walked past my old home, I snapped this photo. Yes, I got a lump in my throat.