Tuesday, April 14, 2009

asleep in Toronto

we pulled into Toronto late last night, both tired, hungry, and sad. i am feeling heartache because someone i love lost someone they love, and i wish nothing more that i could be there to hug and comfort this person, it has been on my mind non stop and i feel helpless. we both fell into deep sleeps last night, (not usual for us) because we were so tired. i didn't even wake up until 2 pm today, which was amazing because it is our first day staying two nights in the same hotel so we didn't have to be awake to check out. when i woke up we made our way to the whole foods and had some salad for lunch, came back to the hotel, and while damien was checking his emails i fell asleep again, on accident, for 3 hours.

i decided to stay home from the show tonight and catch up on rest and alone time, emails, making cd's, plucking my eyebrows, etc. there is chocolate cake on the room service menu and i am really fighting hard against ordering some. i would if i had the canadian money to, but i don't. instead i am filling up an epsom salt bath, sorting thru all my dirty and clean clothes, burning HLYW cd's (which are for sale thru the internet, as well as at all these shows) and maybe even just give into going back to sleep. it will be 10 days until there is another day off, so i think now is the time to take care of any loose ends. although, the drake hotel, where damien is playing right now, looked incredible, and toronto is beautiful and HUGE. i guess you win some and you lose some, and today i would rather just take care of myself and replenish for the next 3 weeks.

we are never near good internet, so photos are still going to have to wait, but very soon your mind will be blown by our orb and ghost photos. we are obsessed!

i am off the the bath and the giant tv! godbless the comfort inn.

"with eskimo eyes, new baby on my back. but i didn't count the fact that i have ghosts in my mind, stowaway, great ghosts of my life, great ghosts of old wives, and they are howling..."

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