The van is all packed up and all that’s left to do now is attempt to get 4 or 5 hours of sleep. My mind has been operating in a way that is not very human for the past 24 hours. Guitar strings, clean underwear, camera film, getting rid of that buzz on the 3rd fret, lunch?, gaffers tape, back ups for the back ups, everything except emotions and sentiment. There’s no time for that tonight but plenty of time on tomorrow’s ride. Book, yes, books! I need to bring books. At least 2, no more than 3.5. I’m sure I’m forgetting something. It will have to wait… or be left behind.
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