I have been meaning to write for two weeks. Life on the road tends to capture your entire being and hold it hostage. My priorities are: getting enough sleep and eating good nutritional food..not easy to do some days. I find it hard to sleep on the bus-I always have. Even when I was younger, I could not for the life of me fall asleep! Midi is snoring away in about five seconds at the foot of my bunk and I am very envious of her ability to travel so effortlessly. Imagine being in a long dark box that was really noisy and pitching from side to side at sixty mikes per hour....thats the glamour of the bus. People always want to go on the damn bus?? The bus is camping without ever being able to stop- have a campfire and enjoy the great outdoors.... The day I left to start this tour- my mom had to call 911 and have dad taken to the hospital..(where else pray tell- would you take a person in an ambulance?) Anyway- he got home a few days ago thank heavens. I have been dealing with all of that from hundreds of miles away. Its a tricky thing trying to find balance in my life whilst trying to cope with mom and dad...life really is moment to moment. I know I cant live too far in the future, it just makes me anxious. I try and always deal with where I am and whats happening in that precious moment. I know worry doesnt change anything. I am literally going to go and get on the stage right now. I called mom and she said dad was quiet today. Perhaps he is being reflective...thinking about a life trickling by....
Posted on: Sun, 14 Sep 2014 01:40:49 +0000
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