So, I didn't feel like talking to a god-damn soul today, yet I had to go to a rehearsal where i play an extremely charismatic, charming, energetic young man without a single mean bone in his body.

 How did I do it?

I grabbed a pink 70s tux shirt, groovy yet classy black dress shoes, and a pair of hip-hugging girly bell-bottoms with pink pinstripes on them,  and went to rehearsal.

Eventually I was so tired of my attitude, I went outside (night-time in the middle of a beautiful, deserted town-square) with my cd-player and headphones and literally ran around dancing to "Eagles of Death Metal" (not actually death metal) until I ran out of breath and my heart felt like it was ready to ascend from my chest in a bloody fit of frustration.

 Then I went inside tired again.

~Beau