Craig Wroe

Strange - last night after the show when we went for a drink, what had just happened was a bit of a blur: a rollercoaster ride where everything goes by in a flash. I couldn't process all of it, just knew that I experienced something remarkable. I had no idea the impact of what happened until this morning. I have had probably the most restless night of sleep of my life. Had nightmares, vivid dreams, spectral images flashing through my head all night - and they were all An Oak Tree related/inspired. Some were harrowing, some comforting. It was like the play unlocked the door of this untapped, undiscovered country in my brain and suddenly all this stuff came rushing out. It was scary but fascinating - at one point after about the tenth time that I'd woken with a start, I actually thought I would never be able to have a night of uninterrupted sleep again - I'd been jarred awake that many times. Each time that I woke up, I ran several moments of what had happened last night on stage in my head like it was a tape - relived vividly whole sequences (and of course thought a few times "I could have, should have done that moment better!") I feel like it has affected something very deep and profound in me - tapped something I didn't know was there - some artistic chamber that lay dormant and then suddenly, like I said, the door was opened. As harrowing as last night in bed was, it feels to me like that door needed to be opened and I need to keep it open. What an experience. What a gift. Thanks.