The Becoming Unbecoming Tour Diary #5
it was the best of times, it was the worst of times. the becoming unbecoming tour has been a uniquely strange experience because it has been the first time in my adult life that i’ve seen death foreshadowed. I lost my grandfather on the morning I was supposed to come home to tennessee, and I rode back in shock that he would not be there the way he was when I left just a month before. despite that pain, and loss, there was so much joy interwoven through each city every night. there is so much resilience in each room I play in that it is palpable. every person is dealing with their own tragedies and triumphs. my hope and my goal is that when they share their night with me, they feel as though their joy shared is doubled and their sorrow shared is halved.