Touring full time ruins your personal life. You lose track of all your friends back home, it’s almost impossible to start/maintain/fix a relationship, and you wind up missing key moments back home. Those are all kind of broad strokes, but it’s just me speaking from experience. I talk to literally no one in my hometown that I’m not related to. I’d like to think that my long term girlfriend and I wouldn’t have split up or could have fixed it by now if I was home and we could actually have a face to face conversation. Finally, I know I’ve missed quite a few family get togethers and countless birthdays. I mean, on this upcoming spring tour alone I’ll miss huge life events like my little brothers 18th birthday as well as my sister graduating college. When I take a step back and look at that kind of stuff, I wind up thinking “man, this sucks.” How could you not, especially when most of thise people have been and still are there for me whenever i need them. Oddly enough though, I’m driving from Lawrence, Kansas to Denver, Colorado (an eight and a half hour drive) with no copilot listening to The Lion King broadway soundtrack and I realize: my life is amazing! Yeah, I can list off those things and it is a total bummer thinking of the people that I have let down by chasing my dream, but when it really dawns on me how unreal what I do for a living is, I have to say most of those drawbacks are worth it. Staring out the window into the dark miles of god knows what in the middle of nowhere Kansas, I realize there are so few people who can say they’ve seen the entire country, even fewer who have seen it this way; and I’m one of them. This week I will have been in Philly, St. Louis, Lawrence, Denver, Salt Lake City, and Portland. I will have been in all four time zones in the span of seven days. EVERY time zone in SEVEN days. That’s insane! Not to mention the cool factor of never being in over half of those places before. It’s 1:52 am (central time) as I write this, and it’s a very good chance it’s rambley and seeming like there’s no real point to it, but as dumb as it sounds, it’s never really hit me how blessed I am to do this for a living. I’ll never know the “what ifs” that being in tour has created, but I know I could never picture my life without being on the road.