I think there's possibly a decent amount of theatrical content in the whole 'weird, slightly overbearing messages I've received from my recently single longterm ex-girlfriend'. Lots of material in that.
It would be fiction.
Of course.
Hhmm.
Anyway, the school was great this morning, really good lessons, and then took Mum shopping and she seemed happier than normal, but that's probably because it was sunny and that's all it takes.
Private lesson at the college followed by a fun drum workshop, and then back to the school for the concert where two of my students were playing. So exhausting, so stressful...and that's just me, pacing around. The kids were fine, more than fine, I've moulded them into confident little drummers who are as cocky as shit. just like I was that age.
Got home, had the best idea for a sitcom ever and wrote till the early hours...
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