Very stressed out right now. Dad's in the hospital behavioral unit in Louisville getting meds stabilized. Night two of my show is tonight. I had a meltdown last night and called my best friend a "****ing idiot" and stormed out of the house, ultimately walking home.
Now I just feel awful for that, and know that I need to apologize immediately, but I also need to do 10,000,000 other things.
Oh, and I also have a busted lip, and no idea what the hell happened there.
I also have auditions tomorrow.
I also really need to go get a new prescription for my anti-anxiety medication before I completely lose my mind. Not a good couple of days.
Listening to a playlist of Modest Mouse, Radiohead, Phish, The Grateful Dead, The Flaming Lips, and Beach House right now, trying to get my mellow on. Thus far, not working.
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