You ever ask for something, and then immediately start to regret it.
Or wonder if it was the right choice. It seems so much like the right choice some hours ago.
I've asked to not receive some awesomeness.
All I want to do is cry again.
Fuck.
I'll blog about happy things again soon, but right now I'm just all a sensitive mess.
Onward.
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About Me
- Jen
- I race around the Minneapolis/St. Paul area, working a number of gigs. I teach improv theater, work in museum theater, and also work as a performer (mostly doing improv, sketch, and interactive theater). I'm also a hackneyed musician and can draw pretty well too. I live with a fine little dog and a fine larger cat in a house with a porch.
2 comments:
:)
Sometimes right in the middle of yuck is exactly where we're supposed to be. You are going to make it through this with all the dignity and grace anyone could muster. Please keep taking care of yourself. Sending big love at you!
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