empowered and depressed and something in between

the mix between learning that the person i am currently singing with has announced that "we" have a booking agent in nyc that can set us up for gigs across the us this summer and the fact that my boyfriend has yet again decided to leave me has LEFT me in nothing other than a state of drunkenness that only wants to welcome a good night's sleep and a productive day tomorrow that will be filled with the creativity of depression and the anticipation of promises that may or may not be fulfilled but that, by god, should be, because it is about time i stopped suffering and started getting what i deserve.
and when i learned in elementary school that a run-on sentence was a bad thing, i turned it into an art form.