I worry too much. Probably the main reason why I age in dog years. Ultimately I just gotta accept things as they are-- not because things are bad as they are, but to do otherwise is ridiculous-- and be thankful. Gotta learn when to say "thank you". Anyhoo it was the first time in a long time that I felt like a nerve ball. I didn't even feel like that when I went on stage anymore. So on the first night I found myself vicariously dancing the piece when the item was running. Weird. It sucked big time that I wasn't there on the second.
It turned out great in the end. Thank you to those who put so much into it. Thank you to those who appreciated it.
