Tonight, my dears, I say goodbye. The auditorium that once beckoned as my second home will likely never see me on stage again.

Why, you may ask?

Because I've quit orchestra. I'm still in the class, but next year I won't be back. And I'm done with theater. I don't have time. Dance? Quit that last year.

The barn is all that's left. But I'm not here to sob, say how much I've learned, and how I'll always miss the orchestra company.
But come awn. Tears? Wailing? NEVER.

All I have to say is this,
"Good luck. If you need me, I shall be in the barn."