hey everyone, i’m blogging now. well, actually i’m watching agatha christie, and eating gluten free flakes, whilst blogging. so i’m both boring AND blogging.
had a gig last night in northampton, which i’m probably misspelling. i went on first, not a good spot for me, i’m a bit tall and slightly terrifying, apparently. the lesbian enjoyed me, but the couples seemed to think it was a seminar. it felt a bit like work. but i’m so fragile lately, everything feels like a bit of a struggle. my mom’s death, on march 1, has been on my mind so much. i had a respite from the grief for a few weeks in the summer, when i was busy and traveling. i’ve had a bit of time on my hands in the last couple of weeks, which i usually enjoy, but instead i’ve been feeling the intense sadness of the infiniteness of her death. we’ll never talk again. it feels desperate.
dancing girls. agatha christie. gotta go. x