Something's coming. I know in my mind. My heart is a little broken.
My husband tells me, "This is just a blip." Maybe. Maybe that is all it is and I just have to live through it.
I am thinking I will take the good will jobs. I need to work. I need to contribute. Is it really about money anymore? I need my name "out there" again.
I need to rehearse a show. I need to call a show. I need to help a show. I need to do my art.
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