Today has been a strange day.

First Jolene and Richard left this morning to Indiana for good and I didn't get out of bed. They gave me hugs in my bed and then disappeared.

Then I cut my hair even though I didn't really need it, just because I felt like I should.

Then my computer that has 3 years worth of emails, 800 songs, countless flyers, and all the cumulative contacts from 4 tours on it crashed into the dirt. It will not turn back on, it will not stand up to fight.

I'm going to chattanooga tomorrow, and I'm thinking I may just get my skinned scarred for Mississippi, because it's times like these when I really need to have solidarity with it.

I want to get something permanent right here and now, because today I feel like I am coming through a door into something new. Except instead of the door opening, someone is fucking kicking it down from the other side.