Last fall I went on tour with Teen Daze through the United States and Canada. I kept a journal that started out as me writing letters to my future self that turned into disorganized nonsense. I’ll post photos and keep all of my mistakes intact but I’ll leave out some details that are just for us (like the time we hit that hitchhiker). I’ll also throw some asterisks in because I like asterisks.
It’s 12:18 AM and you’re about to go on a two-month tour.
Of course you waited until the last possible moment to pack and considering you always feel like you’ve forgotten something* (even for weekend getaways), I don’t imagine your mind will be at ease until you land in Seattle and Jamison drives you up to Vancouver.
I won’t I’ll be brief. I bought this journal so you’d read it years from now**. Maybe it’s a dumb idea and if you lose this and it falls into a strangers hands, you/I will be very embarrassed but let’s face it, our memory is terrible and it’s a risk we’ll have to take.
There’s a show about a modernized Sleepy Hollow on right now and while I don’t see it lasting longer than a season***, it really has me in the mood for Halloween.
I’m going to finish packing and try to sleep. My flight leaves at 6:45 AM and it’s a long one.
Let’s hope this idea survives longer than just an entry or two****.
* I didn’t forget anything.
** This is the first time I’m reading through any of these.
*** Season two starts Monday.
**** Fifty-four entries and counting.