Were the worst things always the first thing to come?
Find a way to move on and a way to be strong
Because somethings do change…
Karma. Balance. Luck, whatever you want to call it. I’ve never faired well it it.
Things should be going good, things are good in one sense, but then when shit hits the fan and you try and brace yourself but you still get knocked down. You can’t help but wonder - “you got to be kidding me right”?
I’ve had some very very horrible things said to me today and I thought I was out for the count. But I keep thinking about that line - that 1% of life is the things that happen to you and 99% is how you react to it.
So let me ask myself, so…what now? What am I going to do now?
Keep on going I guess. Keep with the schedule, as one would say - the show must go on.
Weeee pay day and theatre and Lunndunn soon.
I think I’m going to stick a fork in my CV, it’s done. Enough.