a week or two, then yet another fight. i wish it wouldn't drain me like it does. but i just won't take the first step. i just won't say i'm sorry, because this time i wasn't all that wrong.
the studio is one of the best things that ever happened to me, but will i let it ruin us? no, i'll step back if i have to. but then again - what are we without the music? tell me, tell me.
i was brave today too. i told him what i felt, and that it wasn't what he thought, and that he needed to get over himself. i was so scared, but i had to. sometimes you just have to. have to not shut up all the time. and the response calmed me. miscommunicated signals. we're okay, we're good. giggety-giggety.
time for dinner and jazz. relax me, c, s & a-s.