Friday, February 27, 2015
ok at work, but then home is a different story. My husband and I are both small people, and we live in a small house, and speedo (at the end) was not a huge dog, but the house seems gigantic, and chilly, and empty. I take xanax (speedo's xanax!) and have a tiny glass of rye and the world goes away for a while. Unfortunately, I don't much feel like playing viola, or even standing up. I drag myself out of the chair to the music stand, cringe at every mistake, stop and put the viola away before I fall asleep standing up. Wait for the world to go away again.
at 7:15 PM