My inner turmoil is not so inner. Years of emoting emotions on stage will do that to you. I can hide nothing. Lies out of my mouth are terrible and land obviously. I can turn no where without a look of concern facing me. It is painful, I just want to be left alone. I had felt so strong before 2 weeks ago. I felt like I was finally getting my shit together, and then I lose the best job I ever had. I fall, skill-less on the floor. With hair that's still slightly pink.
OK, I'm not that skill-less. And even though another day ticks by with no good job leads in sight, I feel an unexpected sense of peace. Someone's hand is on my shoulder.
Are you feeling blue? This might put you in a better mood. It did me.
Thanks for the rolling pin, Mom. It came in handy.
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