im sick. i barely have a voice. the last rehearsal is tonight. the gas
light is on in the car ... again. grandma is back in the hospital.
every step makes my head pound more. i now have to show everything to
my boss. my stomach feels like it might explode. trying to let it go.
Thursday, February 26, 2009
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