OH HEY GUYS.
Sorry to all of my friends who I have neglected on this trip. It’s weird, I’m on my phone nearly 24/7 but have 39 unread text messages. I wish I was kidding. I know they are there, but there are so many things going on that I truly have only held conversations with basically 2 people this trip- my mom and Austin- yikes.
Texts here and there happen, but they could have hours in between them (and days if we are being fully honest here, sorry).
I haven’t ever been amazing at staying in touch with my friends, but I think this has made me even more neglectful. Luckily I have a few pretty stellar humans in my corner who send me texts and remind me that it’s okay to break out of my bubble for a few minutes and mix with the real world (aka home).
I’m not sure that I’m exactly homesick- and honestly not really even feeling much FOMO- but I do miss knowing what’s happening in people’s lives. Catching up after Zyn, or laying at the pool chatting it up. It’s the little things that make me remember how lucky I am at home, even when I don’t feel that lucky.
So to all my babes reading this, love you and miss you. Sorry I am being a grade A jerk and not catching up with you. I’ll be home soon.
Oh, and tonight we’re playing in Traverse City at what looks like a strip club for a venue… so this should be fun.