silence

So, first off, the show with Fluttr Effect went really well. I wasn't sure that it went that well at first because the audience was so polite. In a golf clap kinda way. But afterwards I had a lot of people come up to me and tell me that they really enjoyed the set. Fluttr Effect does a lot theatrically as well, so it was lovely to be a part of a show that was a production. I miss that about my stage days.

But then, what I didn't know, was that deep inside me there lived a sickness that was desperate to come out and attempt to kill me. Maybe not kill me, but show me who's boss. So days of coughing and fever ensue, and I wind up getting larangitis. And I couldn't speak for two days...which was kind of awesome....except for the fact that my throat was a desert of burning daggers.

My sickness lives still.

but i don't have skin cancer.

which is good because I thought i did.

Now, I sit at home listening to all the music that makes me go 'shit, there's a lot of good stuff out there.'' And that makes me antsy and hopefully makes my need to sing fight all the bad shit that is living in my lungs and nose. Got to fight that shit. Got to fight that shit.