Behind the Wall of Sleep
Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.
PART SEVEN: Summer 1989
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When we got home I slept for a week.
I’m not exaggerating… much. The last show was in Seattle and we were on a red eye back to Boston, so it was around 8:30 in the morning after being up all night when I actually dragged myself into bed. I didn’t even take my clothes off. I didn’t even realize I laid a guitar case down right next to me in bed until I woke up when I kicked it onto the floor some hours later. No damage was done-the futon I slept on was on the floor anyway. I made a mental note to buy some furniture. Then I went back to sleep.
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