Body Awareness

I went to opening night of the Wilma tonight.  The show is "Body Awareness."  It's a terrific play--well crafted, funny,  poignant, incredibly well acted and well directed and, to top it off,  it was written by a 24 year-old playwright, Annie Baker.  (She's all of 30 now.)  I sort of felt the same way after reading "White Teeth" by Zadie Smith.  She, too, was only 24 when that book, her first, was written.  I wonder what gave these women the confidence and the discipline to do what they did so early in their lives.

It's hard not to think back to when I was 24.  I was all over the place, had no idea what I wanted to do, what I was capable of.  I was married and that was about my sole achievement.  But even that seemed ragged and incomplete, a work in progress, a constant drama.