Four days left. Elements Theatre Company’s month-long study trip to Chicago is winding up and I can feel myself both shifting toward home, and rebelling against shifting towards home. We’ve settled into a rhythm here — different from home, but in a sense not so different, just a smaller community. I hate the travel days in between and the first few days trying to settle back in. I looked up the word “settle” and this was one of the definitions: “To discontinue moving and come to rest in one place.” It’s the kiss of death in theater improv, grinding to a halt — don’t stop, there is always a “yes, and…” This idea seemed to pull something into focus. Maybe the coming and going isn’t meant to be easy — maybe it’s actually about not trying to settle back in.