The day has finally come. I get to leave tomorrow, and I can't wait. I've made though a month and a half of nothingness. It seemed like it was all a horrible dream and I really was destined to walk the streets of Chico/ Nashville, broke as hell. But it's not. My life for the past six weeks has been like this picture,the bird is the tour and I'm the cat. Does that make any sense?
*just so everyone knows, my eyes still look normal.
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