At this moment, I’m more depressed than I have ever been over any girl or love or family issue. And I really shouldn’t be. I shouldn’t let something like this bring me down so much. It doesn’t make sense. But for some reason, I just feel this weight, this physical discomfort normally only brought on by the impending death of a longterm relationship with someone you’ve loved for a long time. And it’s all over a silly little band. A band I’ve only been with for about four months. I don’t want to lose the friends I’ve made, both in the band and in other people of the local music scene. I don’t want to lose the memory of recording my first semi-legitimate album with an original group. But most importantly, right now, I don’t want to lose the fun of playing live music that I would actually listen to and enjoy were I not actually a member of the band.
Maybe tomorrow I’ll wake up and not be such a little girl about all this shit.
And now someone in my house is vomiting.
I am noticing the time stamp on this posting and thinking, “Wow, I wish I was young enough to be able to be up at that time of morning.”
Well, I’m in a similar situation. I’m noticing the 9:14 on yours and wishing I didn’t stay up so late so I could wake up sometime BEFORE 10:30.
By the way, thanks for the advice. I don’t know if you noticed, or if it’s just coincidence, but I called your house yesterday to ask your professional opinion.
See y’all next week.
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