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But right now? All I have to do is show up for myself and my studio and my sister.
Embrace the moment.
Which I’m officially late for.
Crap!
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Life on the road used to be a blast.
Meeting fans, new and old, that lived for As Above as we lived for them.
The parties, the perks.
The girls, the drugs, the booze.
Hearing our songs blaring from radios and cars, sung back to us by the tens of thousands in venues bigger than football stadiums.
VIP treatment at well-established businesses. Clubs, bars, and restaurants. You name it.
Seeing new places, some familiar places. Traveling to places I didn’t even know existed.
Watching as my brothers live a life full of mischief and fun. Complete disregard for normal, for rules.
Creating art to share with the world.
It doesn’t seem so big, the world, when you’re trying to share your experiences. Finding others to make us feel less alone or odd.
Odd.
The word bounces around in my mind, muddling the things I used to enjoy about being on the road.
Funny how the meaning changes when your eyes open to all the things you didn’t know you were sleeping on.
Now?
I sit with a bent leg and an elbow propped on my knee as I lean against the bus and stare out at the passing landscape with a bottle I’ve barely touched held steady between me and the back of the seat.
Heavy greens fly by and bleed into dark skies and asphalt roads as we travel down a lesser-known path to our next destination. A trip that takes me further away from my girl and leaves funky shit weighing down on my chest.
Odd.
The feeling has made a home deep in my chest since the night I left Aria’s hometown and hasn’t left me since. We called, texted, and videoed throughout the day when she wasn’t busy trying to mend her relationship with her sisters and open a fucking studio all on her own, but every time we hung up I had to fight the urge to hijack this bus and turn us around to go back home.
Her home. Not mine.
So I lean into the side of the bus with my notepad in my lap and hope that lyrics come to me.
My girl’s fighting with her sister and business partner, starting a business of her own.
As Above has a contract to keep, a schedule to follow. At the end of this trek is a fucking award for Fin. Which he deserves more than anyone.
She’s disappointed that I’m gone even though she won’t admit it. I know that.
Just like I am.
