Last night was my reading at the Hot! Fest with Tommy and PLD. It was great, I was happy. I saw Jeffery and Cole's new show afterward that was really cute, incisive.
I was supposed to go-go dance tonight at this fag bar but I feel sick so I'm canceling. I've had a cough for a few days and last night for some reason I only slept for three hours. I hate insomnia, it's like my worst fear. I couldn't sleep, then couldn't stop thinking about how I couldn't sleep. I feel like my chest is full of cattails.
Today is really hard. It's just a really hard day. And I wish it was over, but it's not. And I am acknowledging that.