The post effect of PP was horrible. After we came back from the airport, i was damn tired. I lost my days and time. But, that wasn't really the problem.
The thing that hit me the most is the realisation that I have already did my last dance.
Throughout the week, seeing my costumes bundled up in one corner is really a heartfelt for me. Itz gonna be the last time i'm gonna see and smell soiled costumes. Damn, it just brings back memories.
Throughout the week, i was so disorganized, i didn't noe wad i was doin. I felt very very lost. I guess tis is wad it means to live a life without dance. If it wasnt for the little trips to orchard for movies or just shopping with the gals, i think i'll go crazy.
So wad i really need now is.. A shoutout to all musicians out there, PLEASE enlighten me and tell me why making music is as beautiful as dancing..
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