Brooklyn + Philly = tour’s over
Brooklyn consisted of a few things: Michael Jackson/Farrah Fawcett’s deaths, Eugene Mirman sighting, seeing Ace and Travis both, our last show of this tour, and me dropping the trailer lock straight onto my shin.
I got put on the bench, while the boys packed up the trailer. We said our goodbyes to friends who attended the show and made our way back to Philadelphia. The sun came up as we unpacked the trailer in New Jersey at the studio, and I finally got to play piano for Andrew ( a very sleepy and sloppy performance, but a performance nonetheless.) We dragged everything out of Bear Force One, brought it upstairs to Andrew’s apartment and Wil and I were fast asleep on Andrew’s floor by 8am.
Wil and I both had a day to spend in Philly before we flew out to our respective homes. We spent it watching a documentary on the Mellotron, eating veggie sandwiches, some amazing macaroni and cheese and getting our tour tattoos. We’d spent so long talking about it, I couldn’t believe we finally made it in to a shop and got them done. This was Wil’s first, and I believe he came through the experience with flying colors.
We all said our goodbyes the following morning. We dropped Wil at the train station and I managed to keep it together until it was time to say goodbye to Andrew. The last few days were so tough to not think about parting ways from my three boys, it all built up and I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I managed to cry all over Andrew’s shoulder before I packed up my stuff to go to the airport. It broke my heart to get on the plane home, separating myself from these guys I spent almost every waking (and sleeping) hour with for five whole weeks.
The readjustment period back to “real” life has certainly been a slow one. I’ve heard about “post-tour depression” and I believe I experienced some version of that once I landed in Seattle. The following week consisted of catching up with friends and getting back to work – only to be informed I was to be laid off at the end of the month.
So, here we are. I’m home, and I’ve come upon somewhat of a rare opportunity in my life. I have no job, and I’ve certainly just spent a large chunk of time working in a field I wouldn’t mind continuing to do for the foreseeable future. Where will I go? What will I do next? This is all up in the air – and I’ll be documenting it. Stay tuned, and I’ll keep you all up to date on my next adventure.
