Pride...
that little itch at the back of your throat when you have to ask for help, the feeling of detachment you feel in applying for unemployment, the embarrassment you feel asking a former boss for your job back, hoping you left on not just good terms, but good enough terms.
Nothing really though can completely ruin the mood today/tonight. Because tomorrow afternoon...
this
is where I will be sitting.
For the fourth time, I'll be seeing his brilliance in motion.
Last time i went to a show, i was in the pit. This time, I want to be able to actually enjoy the show and not worry about dying or fucking up my neck any worse than it is...hence the seated seat.
ok, my mood is rapidly souring.
ta.
that little itch at the back of your throat when you have to ask for help, the feeling of detachment you feel in applying for unemployment, the embarrassment you feel asking a former boss for your job back, hoping you left on not just good terms, but good enough terms.
Nothing really though can completely ruin the mood today/tonight. Because tomorrow afternoon...
this
is where I will be sitting.
For the fourth time, I'll be seeing his brilliance in motion.
Last time i went to a show, i was in the pit. This time, I want to be able to actually enjoy the show and not worry about dying or fucking up my neck any worse than it is...hence the seated seat.
ok, my mood is rapidly souring.
ta.
So what concert did you see? You didn't mention the artist.