Overworked on a Black Night

Waiting with a headache in a black night for a voice lesson.

Crushed by this unbearable schedule. My chest feels stretched and my shoulder blades burn. My hands tremble with fatigue.

Today I left home at 8:00 AM, worked until 5:00 PM, went to the nutritionist, went grocery shopping, wrote a 6-page paper and now I"m at a voice lesson and I don't know who I am anymore.

And I keep thinking about AIR7 because ironically enough, that's the only time I remember being happy. It was before I had a broken heart.

That day at the Whitney was the happiest day of my life.