Last week I bought plane tickets to NYC for my SOAK Festival performance of a new piece at CAVE-(for which I just got the audio elements assembled. Now to find the rest of my costume…)
Excited? You bet!
So excited in fact, that I could run away from everything I am supposed to do and cry.
So excited I feel depressed.
So excited in fact, that I could run away from everything I am supposed to do and cry.
So excited I feel depressed.
The nits to pick here are the size of dogs.. or sometimes they are dogs…
Bitches, whelps of bitches- their barking cannot be ignored when sensitive nerves are irritated.
