Wow.
I’ve been referred to as a lot of things in my life.
Some flattering, many not.
And some flattering –only in context.
I’ve been watching Madonna’s documentary Truth or Dare.
Now… not to say I’m any where *near* as diva as Ms. Ciccone. But…seeing her go apeshit neurotic over some minor things….
Well.
I gotta say it’s a gawddamn holy experience.
Because if *she* can go nutso over a show and the sound equipment in Toronto, then I am totally allowed to go apeshit and neurotic about anything else in my life.
“You’re so fine, And you’re mine. I’ll be your’s until the end of time. Because you make me feel. Yeah, you make me feel, I’ve got nothing to hide. Like a virgin. Touched for the very first time.”
So…. whenever I have a lapse and feel a lack of P*** confidence, the universe happens to chuck something my way. Oh yeah.
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