Stream of Consciousness
Jan. 31st, 2003 05:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
morrigirlI want this moment to be as quiet as the day is long. I've had too many long days this week. Sitting here in my long time messy room I want everything to be still, everything to be dark, everything to simply be without me having to do anything to it. Not having to write it or rehearse it or memorize it. I want it to be a messy dark bedroom with me sitting at the desk typing gibberish.
So tired. So tired. So tired.
Acting notebook tomorrow, feminism essay Sunday, but tonight I am sitting quiet. Long weekend ahead of me. Sit quiet tonight.
No energy to type about my day. Coaching, blocking, hitting it, I've got all the notes to prove it. Applause, applause, applause. 8 AM, midterm, not finished, best I could do. So tired. Rehearsal tonight, full stumble through.
Sit Sit Sit.
So tired. So tired. So tired.
Acting notebook tomorrow, feminism essay Sunday, but tonight I am sitting quiet. Long weekend ahead of me. Sit quiet tonight.
No energy to type about my day. Coaching, blocking, hitting it, I've got all the notes to prove it. Applause, applause, applause. 8 AM, midterm, not finished, best I could do. So tired. Rehearsal tonight, full stumble through.
Sit Sit Sit.
