I'm in Florida right now, 2 days of practice before we go to Costa Rica for one show, then 1 day off, then drive to Canada for another tour.
Life is kind of weird. Homeless, trapped in limbo pretty much everywhere I go. I have a band in Florida, a girlfriend in Sweden, a storage space in Milwaukee, and a handful of sincerely amazing friends scattered about. Spread thin to say the least.
I guess I'm doing what I'm doing because I don't know any better. I've made a pretty devout habit of following my heart very bravely into whatever potentially fucked situation I feel drawn. It's led me here... and most days I'm happy.
Age, direction, stability, and future are tugging at my heels, but I'll ignore it. I'll just be in love every way I can, no matter how far-fetched or unstable.
I hope this doesn't end tragically.