Friday I leave for the most insane road trip of my life.
I should be finishing day sheets, packing, and checking off all the boxes on my to-do lists, but i find myself perusing tumblr and listening to music that inspires me and just trying to wrap my head around living in a van for 31 days.
i’m going to try to keep this up, and write every day. no real promises to myself or anyone else, but i’d really like to make an effort to document this. i carry my little black journal everywhere i go, but that might not be enough.
i’m so so excited. but i’m also so so scared. but more excited.
i’m getting to go to: athens, asheville, charlotte, charleston, st. augustine, jacksonville, tallahassee, new orleans, shreveport, austin, houston, dallas, san antonio, tulsa, oklahoma city, denver, boulder, ft. collins, wichita, omaha, lincoln, st. louis, and indianapolis.
just typing that out made my heart beat a little faster.
i’m excited to not only experience these cities, taste the different foods, see the different sights, hear the different sounds,
but i’m excited to see what this will do to me. how will this change me? will it make a difference at all? every tour we’ve been on, i notice something change. sometimes good, sometimes just okay. but this is the biggest undertaking our band has ever had the courage for. we’re still doing it all ourselves. patrick and i booked every show, along with the help of gunther doug’s manager and some other good friends. but this is nothing extravagant, at least not in the sense of “fancy” booking agents, hotels, and tour busses.
we’ll be 7 people, squeezed in a 1992 ford econoline, breathing each other’s scents with every breath and learning how to live this way.
i couldn’t be more excited and electrified.