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I suck bad at staying on top of this thing. I've not spent more than 4 days in one place since I got back from tour. It was almost like we never got home, and I was cool with that. If I could bring a handful of people with me I would totally stay out for now.

This is coming from someone who spent less than two weeks out there, but everyone who went agrees that life on the road is really fucking hard, but really fucking fun. It's like the ideal lifestyle for what I want to do, and coming back to the real world is hard after that. You're more likely to watch what you say and do (not that I was out of my mind on tour, mind you), since you see the people here all the time. You're less likely to try new and exciting things, because it's just another day here.

I'm sitting thinking about everything that's happened since I wrote my last one of these, on my brother and sisters' birthday. I spent 3 days with the girl I love right after 5 with my family, and it made for one of the best 8 day stretches of time in recent memory.

I'm also planning our next tour already. Will we go north, south, or west this winter? We're pretty covered with friends and family a few hours' reach in each direction. [This would be a good time for random readers to suggest a direction].

Tie me to a compass and spin me around. I'll walk it.

I'm listening to the music for the next title song. It's all done, and I fucking love it. I want to show everyone, but not until like JANUARY! It's almost like a dirty secret that will get out and everywhere if I let it go. Burn it Down is already in the hands of literally 100+ people I used to go to school with.

There's no fucking surprises anymore.
I love life.