So listen. This writing life gets more frustrating by the minute. I keep thinking I'm doing something amazing, and then the support is not there.
I just re-read that line and it sounds like a refrain I've sang before. I have sung this song before! I must be crazy thinking, "This time will be different. This time I will get them to come out and support. THIS TIME FOR REAL."
And then nothing.
I don't even know what I'm doing wrong. Except maybe expecting too much from the same group of people that have already proven to not give a rat's ass for what I do. I need a new song.
That said, I truly appreciate those who do make an effort to support me. I see you! I barely remember what I had for dinner last night but I will always remember who was there for me and who wasn't.
And this isn't me putting a gypsy curse on anyone, this is just me speaking my truth.
*smooches...dancing my troubles away*
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I wish it was last year and I was at Wolf Trap with Mari waiting for Marc Anthony to take the stage. that concert was everything!
Wednesday, April 30, 2014
Voy A Reir, Voy A Gozar
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