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I've been up since 4am. around 6am i started cleaning the bus. kris and i had a long talk last night. sometimes it is good to have a serious conversation with someone. we talked about his wedding. the reception was so much fun. it doesnt seem like those two have been married that long. this bus is disgusting. and i am really sick of cleaning it. but there is nothing else to do. kris is asleep, still not feeling too good, john and kristen are out shopping yet again, and i think mike found a girl. but the quiet is nice. no one talking. not a sound. peace. the air is so thick. kris is right, i cant hide anymore. no more taking off in my car and just leaving for hours on end. time to stay here and face the facts.