Nov 30, 2002 02:42
One. More. Show. Tonight. At home in Anaheim. I'm so glad we get a break. Wow, I'm dead.
So, stress continues to consume my husband in ways I will never be able to fathom because our bands just work differently. We don't fight to get music made. It just happens. Granted we have to throw things at Adrian from time to time... ;)
But seriously. Gavin sounds like he's having a rough time. And that bothers me. Because music is supposed to be a good thing, it's supposed to feel good. I'm worried he's pushing himself to far. I'm worried about the rough edges between the band members. I think I'll wait a little bit before I go and see him so that I don't get in the middle of that. They need time to get back into a comfort zone. I hope they can. I hope it's soon.
I'm exhausted. And I drank some tea that might not be settling because I feel sick all of the sudden. Blah.