Brownie Coma

I learned one important thing tonight. It is never a good idea to eat 6 brownies, one bowl of ice cream, and drink 2 cups of coffee before playing 4 straight hours in the prayer room. Five minutes into the first set, I sugar crashed big time. I am pretty sure I was drooling out the side of my mouth. Somebody thought I was manifesting and they drug me off stage into one of the side prayer rooms for deliverance. I managed to squeak out “just get me another brownie and I’ll be fine, I’m just crashing”. Apparently, they were in the middle of a fast cause, they left the room quickly in anger. One of them kicked me.