What a ride. SO 2 months ago I posted the pic of the area between my neighbor’s house and mine? Well, it has inspired a possible cover design. It kinda tore at my soul a bit. It’s so weird walking down these memories. I am not sure it’s going to do me or anyone any good but the path is laid bare before me. So I guess it merits a peek at the peaks. I re-started a little therapy. Making sure I don’t get derailed. Get too sad. Need all the tools for this one. It’s also interesting to write as myself but younger, Oh the DRAMA of little David LOL LOL LOL!!! Maybe that’s what’s so hard. Making fun of me isn’t new, but it’s in a way that’s not self-deprecating, really, just an honest look. I was so over the top sometimes. I wonder if all gay men, or all queers, who, like is in my play Monsters, used comedy to hide wrath, laughter to deal with shame can look back and see the joke and the pain laughter and the shame. OMG that I sounded like bad lyrics format 90s song.  It will be very short novella, hopefully that means this process will be short. Not sure of my current stamina…..

On lighter note: Brighton contract is SIGNED!!!! YAY!!!! We are doing it. Shanna is dealing with work drama but says she can come, thank the Goddess!  Now I am in full logistics mode!!! Go DLB! I got posters to make and QRCodes to manufacture, hotels, lanes Insurance name it I can do it all baby! I should have been a travel agent I love organizing..well, actually being in touring production as a kid really set me up for this stuff. “Musical Touring Company, David speaking why yes I do need 17 Africans to get Visas right away, Ma’am in Vernmont!!!”   That’s a page out of brains right there!!!

Not all memories are bad and not all are forever. Although they seem to be, I guess you don’t know you don’t remember until you remember and then it’s forever again. Did that make sense? OMG I am becong Alanis Morissette.