ThatcoldJanuarynight,IwasgrowingsickofmylifeinSanFrancisco.ThereIwas,walkinghomeatoneinthemorningafteratiring atthetheatre.Withopeningnightonlyaweekaway,Iwas learningmylines.Iwashavingtrouble mypart-timejobatthebankandmyactingatnightatthesametime.AsIwalked,Ithoughtseriously givingupbothactingandSanFrancisco. hadbecometoomuchforme. | |||
A.exercise | B.work | C.practice | D.training |