Death is for the dead.
Let life be like music.
And death a note unsaid.
Worst rehearsal of my life tonight.
I am a mess.
I took this photo after Joel and I came home and practiced for another hour, which did help, but I was still crying and feeling very, very unable to do this. I'm not sure why this piece has made me freak out as much as it has, but wow.
Did I mention I'm a mess?
(Cuddling with my Puccini pup helped, too.)