terrible practice
even tripped in warm-up
couldn’t do anything right
wondered what I was even thinking
thinking that I could give this a real shot

terrible night
listening to baby names
and Anna being happy
thinking that I really need to get out of here
before I end up mucking stalls for the rest of my life

Ben calls
I’m crabby and moody
he senses this I think
and says that he has to go study for some test
I go to bed earlier thinking tomorrow has to be better