we are different

i dont think that anyone in my line of work will disagree... we are a different breed. its not what we do, its where we do it. the constant variation of location. two very important times in a tour prove that more than any other. the beginning and the end. right now, i am at the end.

im laying in the last hotel bed of the tour. after the last full show of the tour. i am going home tomorrow.... kinda. hitting up tulsa first, but anyway, i am going home tomorrow. most people leave work and go home, that part is very similar. most people dont leave their co workers for months at a time, sometimes years and maybe even forever. in a way, its like getting laid off without being laid off. but even when a normal person is laid off, they are still in the town they were in the day before. as a touring person at the end of the road, your whole life changes. almost everything about it. day to day life is completely uprooted.

am excited about getting back to richmond and getting my life back in order. things for me have been abnormal since i moved from tulsa in june. i've basically been homeless. thankfully i have had tours to keep my from really realizing it. so yeah, im happy to be putting things at home in line. i am a little sad though. obviously because the paychecks stop, but very much more due to the fact that life just feels good in the confines of a stinky tour bus and dark clubs and having a good time with friends. they are all friends too. even your bosses. so many times in my life it has been compared to going away to camp.

what i mean to say in short... ending a tour is a major change. i am not really ready for that change but my life is. i look forward to getting back out there as soon as i can.