Funked up times

Stupid farmers. Or whoever it is to blame for the one hour difference at Summer. I've been deprived of an hour's sleep. Not sure if that was this morning or tonight, thinking of time in that way confuses me...

When I got out of house to go dance, my brain hadn't clicked into function properly.
I forgot it was Mother's Day. Two girls checked me out when I got on the bus (new hair gel, see) holding a bunch of flowers on their lap. I thought they were off to tie them to a lamppost for someone who was killed so I never acknowledged their glances.
What a fool I am! Really messed that up.

So I lacked that edge. Or I will tomorrow, I'm not sure.

Dance has been the most intense it's been ever in a while.
This show coming up excites me, but it all has to be PERFECT. Perfection takes effort.
Routine after routine we went over and over.
I reckon I sweat a vast percentage of my body weight today. And normally the sweat doesn't show through my shirt. Today it did.
The only place sweat didn't affect was my hair. Thanks to the hair gel I mentioned earlier.

I'm bloody knackered. I have to sleep off the fatigue now. More rehearsals tomorrow.

Thafe!

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