Sheets. Man, what a weird thing this word made me think, at first! You’d think that the first idea that would’ve come to mind is bed sheets…but no, my weird brain has to come up with sheets of New York City summer rain. I never thought that when I moved to New York City I’d be sent running for the nearest building because of the torrent of water coming from the sky pretty often! When I say torrent, I mean heavy, drenching to the bone, heavy, flood-like rain…quite often. I will say this: there was one time when I was inspired by people who were effected by…your guessed it: the rain. I went to see Troilus and Cressida at Shakespeare in the Park, and the actors continued on in the pouring rain as if nothing had happened. They had to be drenched down to their shoes, but you’d never know it by their acting. I was crazy inspired!