Bird again.

If I could, darling, I'd metamorphose to become you. I'd shed my blunt features and lack of stamina; I'd put on that layer that's seperating you and the world at the moment. We'd create our own ovoid space together, yolk and white. I don't know which I'd be.

I am watching Judi Dench at the moment; I wish I could act like that. Not act exactly as she does, but to have the sort of confidence and innovation in my performance that's so evident in hers. I should just pick one way, make it my own and make it right. She's so very believable. I watch films and I'm aware, they aren't real life; they're like a beautiful version of it that makes sense, where everyone's emotions are set out and played perfectly, so that they look beautiful, not the people but rather the emotions themselves. People in real life aren't a jot like they are in films.