Shadow Hair

It's Rough Being A Gingersnap

Recital's Exhausting

Introducing The Stage

Recital technical rehearsal today. She was ready. Boys not allowed so I have no idea what's going on up there and no one's telling.

Patiently, not patiently, waiting, causing havoc

In the wings

 Under the lights

I Got Til It's Gone

Constantly bombarded with a next big gig, I'm ready to really be out. Even tho I've written some dandies on my own the past few weeks, the urge to give is gone. Bigger fish to fry is an understatement. Think whales.

The field is rainy and graveled. My shoes have holes and my shorts want to be slept in only. Tenths have no meaning. It's writing on glass. I'm probably wrong but that's not my problem.

I'm excited to see what is for dinner.

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