Singing is done. On the positive side the people were nice and I was able to sing a little. Not at full strength but better than I'd hoped. On the down side the performance was just meh. No nerves, no buzz - just a feeling of anti-climax. Will there come a day when I might enjoy that again? Back on my own again. It's better that way - there's no need to pretend that I want to be around other people. Did I really think running away to Italy for a couple of ...
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About to sing. I wish I could feel excited. I wish I could feel.
This was a mistake - I should never have come
Home for the next 6 days. I've met the other singers. How shall I put this? I'm the spring chicken of the group by 10-15 years. Except for the MD who looks to be in his 30s. Oh well. The castle is lovely and today we start singing, so I'll see how I go. Head cold still making me feel like death warmed up.