Rainy Reflection on Acting

On a rainy evening, the sound of wet pavement mirrored the quiet rumble inside me, a subtle reminder that even the city breathes in silence. I watched actors freeze on cue, realizing how the smallest pause can be a world of its own. The director's words felt like a script for the heart, yet I still doubt whether I can answer in truth. Sometimes I wonder if the subtlety I cherish is enough to bridge the gap between stage and soul, and that doubt gnaws at the edges of my confidence. Still, I keep turning pages of my own script, hoping the quiet lines will resonate louder than any applause ☔️ #reflection #acting #quietstrength