What To Do? Oh, What To Do?

I finally know that I will never be satisfied with an occupation unless it involves working with a group of actors - writing for them, directing, or acting beside. I don't know what all this means just yet, but I know that it's true.
This last year I have spent an ungodly amount of time in front of the television. In the last twelve months I have watched.

3 Seasons of Arrested Development. Several times.
7 Seasons of Scrubs. Some of them twice.
2 Seasons of The Office.
Several seasons of The Simpsons.
4 Seasons of Lost.
1 Season of 30 Rock.
2 Seasons of Heroes.
2 Seasons of Weeds.

Needless to say, I have seen some episodes from each of the shows more than once.

There is a certain spark between the actors themselves and their dialogue. I don't know what it is, but it's what makes them fun to watch. It's what's compelling. It's what keeps us coming back to them week after week, or, in some cases, what makes us watch "just one more" until 7 in the morning.
I want, no, need to be a part a group that does this sort of work. I don't necessarily mean television, but I do mean a group of people that come together to work for a common product. I don't want to write novels. I don't want to write short stories. I want to create stories. I want to be a part of a team that brings them to life. Embodies them. I realize now why novel writing, poetry, short stories have always been so hard for me. It's hard for me to get them anywhere without bodies. I suppose poetry does present a different case than story writing, however. My writing needs bodies. The stories I want to tell need to be spoken, not just read.
It's finally coming together.

But now...
...how?