These people in my drama club are fantastic. Varying degrees of complication and effort and of time consumption and  dedication. All so diverse but bound in one small way or another. There are those who might as well be on a mission  from God when it comes their work. Practicing vigorously whenever they catch my gaze. Always doing something to further refine their already impressive trick. New moves and questioning what can and what cannot be done; pushing their still pre-mature skills. Then there's the group lost in what I'm calling "Freshman Limbo". They show up and immediately group together like rain water at the bottom of a valley. All they do its talk talk talk and display little interest in learning magic. But there's something about them that keeps them in mind. Their minimal care makes them interesting. I'm enthralled for a short time; then am immediately reminded why I don't associate myself with them. This makes up the club. Those who practice and throes who take up practice space. An interesting group none the less. More to come soon.