Woke up at six in the morning today and drove 7 hours to Atlanta and back. Said goodbye to some dear friends of mine. Shit was hard. Made it back just in time to play a show with Forget Me. Only wish I wasn’t so tired for it. Also, I don’t like playing on stages. It’s too awkward being so far away from the crowd. Why do I feel drunk right now? According to my friends who came to visit, drinking local Asheville beer makes your shit smell better. Real talk? Skyward sword before bed. Hiking tomorrow.
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