Wanderlust Reconsidered

I am wallowing in a pit of despair and cardboard box at the moment, but I am still grateful for the time off that I've had. It's been nearly five weeks since I've set foot on a tour bus. I was beginning to dread the impending tour (which leaves on the 25th), and this photo really solidifies that fear. The life of a touring professional, not unlike that of a pirate, can have adverse effects on one's psyche over time. Case in point: