It still might just be a train.
it's almost 1 am, and I feel lucky today.
Today, I only cried for about 20 minutes, and only a few people backstage saw me.
Today, I didn't royally fuck up, only a little.
Today, I was told to give myself more credit.
But today, I was supposed to be with the Professor, but well, I decided to take this job, and he gave his blessing and now both of us feel very foolish indeed.
Today was the first day I really thought things might improve.
Gotta go for now, the cats are so confused by me not being here 13 hours plus a day, that they are literally HANGING off of me right now.
Theatre? Is no joke, people. Just ask my freaking swollen and bleedy feet.