forever in character

It's nice to be back home. I feel more empowered over here - like I have a better chance of being accepted. Production on The Wicked has brought me back to London. This film intimidates me, but I wanted this.

A challenge.

This story has an odd effect on me, though. I don't feel like I can snap out of character as easily, after leaving the set.

For instance, this morning I noticed a man. He was watching me inside the hotel's lobby, where most of the cast and crew are staying. He probably just recognized me, but there was something eerie about him. Later on set, I looked up from a take, and I would have sworn I saw the same man.

Just watching me.

After focusing and wrapping the scene, I looked back only to see that he had vanished.

I must have imagined it. Just paranoid.