I've been anxiously counting down the days until tour. It's exhilarating, really.
One part of me is excited and ready to go out, the other is holding the invisible siderail holding on for dear life when the hot balloon is ready to lift.
Hi. 💗 I'm up way past my bedtime, and I am coaxing myself out of my little hermit shell, and opening up because you mean the world to me, and I love sharing our lives together.
Hearing about you and what you are up to, what your dreams are, your hopes, pains, triumphs, trials. It's all just amazing to me.
Nostalgia is plentiful this time of year. It makes it so apparent that
even the air we breathe is fleeting.
Changing. What is there to hold onto? Hm. Perhaps nothing entirely, other than the fact that change is constant.
It's not just somewhat crazy that I can remember very vividly it being December 2016, and thinking about how intimidating the idea of another year seemed. Oh..wow! Another year to make a change. Then. Bam.
You end up at the end of it.
Hi there. 💙 Saying hello to you is one of the best parts of my week.
I'm actually sitting here at the Charlotte airport right now, after having a flight delayed for 4 hours. I get in at 3am after a long day of working at a corporate event with Fender & Volkswagen. 😳 But you know something interesting?
I don't feel upset.
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