Frozen Moments

Dearest Blog,

Yes, I'm still alive.... Here I am.
Little old me hasn't forgotten you, I just haven't felt as though there's anything worth writing in my life...
The show went well. :) I didn't trip.... that's a huge deal to me.
I got roses for the first time in my life on opening night. There were people there who came just to see me. Having people proud of me was a huge deal.
Tonight, I'm sitting in my beanbag with tears in my eyes missing something that I can't name. Maybe it's actually the fear that I'm going to miss something....
It's like that feeling of waiting for the principal's office.
That dread that someone is going to break up with you...
A sick feeling that maybe I'm not as loved as I think I am...
This is a big emptying of honesty for me, but dear blog, if I don't tell you I won't tell anyone.
This then goes out to anyone who mourns the loss of something before it gets lost. I think it makes it easier if you deal with it and get it out of the way.
Thus here I sit... dealing with it...whatever it is.
Love,
Danielle