I had to sing at a concert on Thursday.

Uh-huh.

And I was, you know, I've been sick.

Yeah.

And I thought, through the grace of God, I'm going to get through this.

And I sang through my song beforehand, and it sounded fine.

And then I got to the concert.

And a third of the way through the song, I was like, uh-oh.

She's going. Yeah. And then it was way through the song, I was like, uh-oh. She's going.

Yeah.

And then it was corner of the sky.

So I was on the second chorus and I was like, oh, it feels a little, feels a little shaky,

but we're going to keep going.

And then I get to the, I can't even do it right now.

So many men feel desperate to settle for something, whatever.

Oh my God.

And just like now, I sang that and went, ooh, that was pinched and tight.

And by the end of the song, I'm like on the leg.

I am fist clenched.

Eyes closed.

Just being like, just make it to the end. Just make it to the end, just make it to the end, just don't crack, just don't have your voice, like it's going to sound how it's going to sound, just make it to the end of the song. And we did, and did it sound good? No. But was it like a cataclysmic failure? No. No. So, hooray. Hoor right hooray honestly good for you for getting through it

i love that honestly oh that's that's a horror movie very often i am like being a performer

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