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We have left for Melbourne. Three shows in Austrailia and then a month off. What will we actually do with all that time off?
Last night, while I was packing up some dresses for the following dates, there was a knock at my door. It was just past midnight so it was obvious that it was one of my boys. It didnt take long for me to get to the door and find Emppu on the other side, sushi in hand. Sometimes, it's as if I forget what a family we all really are. If anyone else came knocking on my door that late, it would not have been pretty. But somehow, if it is one of those four, my heartstrings get all tangled. Though I find it hard to admit that. So he came in and we went back and forth with our usual banter. I end up pinned to the floor and calling his bluff. As he gets up, I try to make sure every hair is in place. But the great thing about being this close, is that we know when to stop the game between each other and actually talk. Last night was one of those nights.
It has been nice to get back in the fall of things. Talking to Linde and Jonne has given me the other sense of home. Richard had brought a smile to my face that first night we talked and Schneider is exactly as how he was described to me. Social contact has never been my strong point but I am trying this time. Now that we are in Austrailia, I have lost track of my bandmates. Tuomas has been with his keyboard since we got here. Emppu is still asleep. Jukka is probably playing with his drums and checking to see if they have been set up right. And to be honest, I have no clue where Marco is. But with the unwelcomed silence, the thoughts have started to come to life. Until one of them stirs, my attention will be diverted to a notebook and a pen. Either a myth or a song will come from it.
Good day all.
Last night, while I was packing up some dresses for the following dates, there was a knock at my door. It was just past midnight so it was obvious that it was one of my boys. It didnt take long for me to get to the door and find Emppu on the other side, sushi in hand. Sometimes, it's as if I forget what a family we all really are. If anyone else came knocking on my door that late, it would not have been pretty. But somehow, if it is one of those four, my heartstrings get all tangled. Though I find it hard to admit that. So he came in and we went back and forth with our usual banter. I end up pinned to the floor and calling his bluff. As he gets up, I try to make sure every hair is in place. But the great thing about being this close, is that we know when to stop the game between each other and actually talk. Last night was one of those nights.
It has been nice to get back in the fall of things. Talking to Linde and Jonne has given me the other sense of home. Richard had brought a smile to my face that first night we talked and Schneider is exactly as how he was described to me. Social contact has never been my strong point but I am trying this time. Now that we are in Austrailia, I have lost track of my bandmates. Tuomas has been with his keyboard since we got here. Emppu is still asleep. Jukka is probably playing with his drums and checking to see if they have been set up right. And to be honest, I have no clue where Marco is. But with the unwelcomed silence, the thoughts have started to come to life. Until one of them stirs, my attention will be diverted to a notebook and a pen. Either a myth or a song will come from it.
Good day all.