breathing’s just a rhythm.

So, four days before a wedding that I am in and about a week before opening night of a show I am really excited about is prrrrrrrrrrobably the worst time to get sick, right?

Blech.

I have to blame this one on myself, though; between rehearsals, the Secret Government Eggo Project, the minimal help I’ve done with the wedding (sadface!), work and having a new relationship and not sleeping very much (or eating properly, for that matter), I’ve made myself ill. Burning the candle at both ends. I’ve been making up the sleep this week, though, and hopefully I can convince myself to eat something later today.

Note to self: DON’T DO THIS AGAIN.

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