In 2 weeks, tour will be over. No more punk-rock summer camp. No more bag showers. No more BBQ's. No more 7am wake-ups, scrambling for a tent spot. No more nipple-flicks from Lisp. No more watching fights on the ETID bus.
I will spend a week in California, and then fly home. I have no idea who I will be touring with in the fall. But I do know that I need to find something quick. Possible job leads are all on hold, as no one really knows what their fall plans are. Scary.
It's funny how at the beginning of tour, you just want it to end, and by the end of tour, you don't want to go home. We're all along for the same ride, and no one wants to get off.
I've seen many places and met many people. I've made some great friends. It will be sad to leave them. If we could ditch the bad aspects of the day and just keep the good, I would wish that this tour would never end. But alas, all good things must come to pass.
Where do we go from here? I do not yet know.
What have I learned? Many life lessons.
The world is still the same. There's just a lot less in it.
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