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Aug 27, 2012 06:05

It was another exceptionally long weekend, Friday bleed into Saturday and we played even longer then, well past sunrise; it wasn't until after we had finished out last set that I realized I was almost too tired to stumble back to where we were staying.
I can't speak for anybody else, since by the time I woke back up they were all back at the room themselves and mostly still sleeping, but it was practically heaven having a bed to stretch out in after traveling so much.

Thought I would get caught back up since I have a free moment, doesn't look like anybody else is bound to be up for a while. Drunk, I'm guessing, I feel like I have a hangover myself but I barely drank, I think it's just everything catching up from being on the road.

But it's worth it, still feels like my skin is tingling and my blood is laced with pure energy on stage, I just can't bring myself to get tired while I'm there, just after, when I feel worn down to my bones. And it's so intensely satisfying, just seems to feel better and better every time.

But I miss the people back home, that's the only part that leaves me feeling lonely lately.
I guess it makes sense though, you're supposed to miss them; anybody important always leaves that little empty spot behind when they're too far away to see.

searching for something, far from home, [vince], [ic]

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