I had the most realistic, yet absurd dream tonight. I got home and my eyes refused to stay open, so I decided to take a nap. I dreamt about oversleeping and being late for the Jazz Band gig tomorrow. Instead I ended up in English class and Chinatown.... The whole thing was just so weird, but I still believed that I was late! Thankfully I woke up, and it was all just a dream.
Sigh, tomorrow will be my first time ever playing a solo for strangers. As long as I don't get nervous, I should be fine. Aw heck, who am I kidding...I get nervous so easily. I also stress out very easily, too, and I do not work well under pressure. My brain just turns to porridge...like I'm in some Salvador Dalí painting...
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