Sunday, September 21, 2003

Words....blah, blah, blah. They only mean something if there is something to back them up. I shouldn't be this way but damned if I just need more substance these days. From everyone.

I told someone the other day that I only feel a "certain way" when I'm onstage. In different clothes, makeup, lights..Etc. I just don't "feel" that way ever anymore unless I'm onstage. Sure I get told occasionally. I just don't believe it. Doesn't mean I don't like to hear it. But lately hearing it isn't enough. I guess I'm just going to have to step up the music career to prove to myself I still "have it". Nothing else is making me feel "that way". Mid-life crisis don't mind me.

Did I mention I have a migraine headache, I'm tired as hell, and I can't sleep? No?. A massage would be nice.

Actually a massage, a Jack & 7Up, sleep, morphine, money, and "fuck like an animal" sex, not necessarily in that order, would be nice.

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