The Break Down (aka Don't Drink & Write)

I’m on stage. I don’t know what I’ve done, what line I’ve just said, what part I’ve just played, it’s like I just showed up here, and a smattering of applause washes over me, like light snow, cold and beautiful. Suddenly I’m not comfortable with the attention so I draw my cloak around me, snuggle in the darkness, not quite invisible but damn near improb…