End of the line

The tour is officially over but I have one more drive a head of me
before I'm settled back into my regular civilian life.

I'm currently resting in my Honda Civic in the Capitol Hill
neighborhood of Seattle. It makes me feel like a hobo or something.
Napping midday in the middle of the city. I don't know quite what to
do with myself.

It was nice to have purpose over the past few months, even if the
purpose was only a few handfuls of shows.

It was an amazing experience to be out visiting the world and
performing music with some of my favorite people. It was fun,
stressful, relaxing, boring, exciting and so much more.

Now, that I have dropped Gary off at his West Edge apartment and
Brittain at Seatac, I feel kind of deflated.

I suppose it'll pass once I'm back in PDX. That city always makes me
feel better. I'll probably head back tomorrow so I can catch The
Parsons Red Heads at the Artistery.