It's early, I know.
I have part of "Lose Yourself" by Eminem running on replay in my head.
"Knees weak, palms are sweaty..."
That is how I feel. I feel anxious, and overly obsessive. Every time my phone beeps, alerting me to a new email, I jump thinking it is the email. The one I have been waiting for.
I spent last night looking on websites to get ideas for an audition outfit. (Let me remind you I haven't the faintest idea of what this character looks like, other than she's in her mid thirties. This is me pointing my finger back at myself... Hellllllooooooo crazy lady!)
My brother in law's girlfriend, Kim is coming over for lunch today. I asked her to read lines with me.
I may need an intervention soon.
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