written in my dressing room in my journal
The show ends in ninety minutes. It was a weird experience. A lot of half-formed relationships, both on and off stage.
I'm really annoyed at myself - I had a great blog post - something about 90 or 100 - but it's totally gone. Maybe it will come back to me on the ride home tomorrow.
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It's kind of funny, reading this post after the extreme party Sunday night. How quickly our perspective changes...
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