Want to hear something crazy? After singing tonight, I had a crazy thought, imagining being on stage. Someone appreciating me again for who I really am, and not what I have to offer, what I can do, or how I can make them feel even if only for a decade of good years. Then it hit me. I was almost playing out a scenario in my head. Saying to W. I hope someone really makes you happy someday, the way you want to be made happy. I think I'm really starting to let go. Isn't it funny how that happens when you come back to your purpose?
