Something wonderful and beautiful and true.
And by tomorrow I mean today. And instead of writing this, I probably should be sleeping. Looking forward to: 5.5 hours of rehearsals, 3.5 hours of meetings, doing laundry, finishing ~2 reports, massage (assuming the meetings don’t run way over).…
It’s going to absolute madness next week with a heavy post-holiday workload and all these rehearsals and then performances. Hopefully I can maintain some modicum of a sleep schedule. A recap of the Thanksgiving weekend: It’s always nice to see…
Sometimes I wonder why I keep doing this, and this time I’m not talking about continuing to live this horrid life. My ankles and knees feel like they’re chewed up. And something deep in my left hip hurts; it feels…
I haven’t been able to write anything recently. I don’t know why. My brain’s typically a mess, but I feel more addled than usual. And also more tired. Why am I so tired? Learned a new word at work today:…
Love is not some thing we say, some game we play, some perfect day, some restful stay, some holy pray, some long delay, some unformed clay. It’s casting lots, battles fought, tarnished spots, burdens caught, all I’ve got.