a fresh start...

Monday is knocking on my door already. Another fun-filled week of searching for yet, another job. As of lately, I've seriously been thinking of just going back to school and trying to get a butt load of grants and/or loans. I want to be a teacher, preferrably K-5. But, then again - I still want to do Public Relations & Music Management. I look into the future alot, and I don't think I can see myself at age 50 standing behind stage at Warped Tour still rocking out. I would feel a bit out of place. I'm also not sure if I can find a husband that would want to be the "old folks" buying band t's at a merch table. I would love to tour with bands and do bookings and promotion for them any day of the week - now, but, I'm not sure how much of a future that provides when I'm old and senile. I feel so wishy washy. While writing this, I was listening to Plain White T's - Our Time Now, and everything I just wrote sounds all wrong. It's amazing what music can do to you and for you. I'm grateful for music, it's all that I've had since I've been back in NC. I miss the long nights spent setting up and breaking down with the band, I miss my boys & friends. I have so many great memories, and I met a ton of awesome people and musicians. Utah is home...


Someday....I will return to that wonderful place - and it will be soon....