One cold night, I was growing sick of my life in San Francisco£®There I was walking home around one o’clock in the morning after a 1 practice at the theatre. With the opening night only a week away, I was still learning my lines by heart. I was having   2 handling my part-time job at the bank in the daytime and my acting at night at the same time. As I walked, I thought seriously about 3 both acting and San Francisco. I had 4 too much of city life.