So the last 3 days of my life have been extremely special to me. Hanging out and playing in Chicago has been the greatest experience. Of course we hit some rough points: like the time we locked the keys in the van while it was running. But it wouldn’t be a real first tour if shit didn’t go wrong. I got to see one of my best friends and it just made me so happy. I felt like pretty much everyone that mattered in my life was with me. I am so proud of my band mates- we all lugged our shit city to city for a week and are still enjoying each other’s company as I’m writing this. I can’t help but look through these pictures all day today in our van ride to nowhere. I need to remind myself that I might have finally done something right. I don’t want to go back to Jersey at all, so that only means one thing: We will be back.. Soon.
I wasted a few minutes trying to remember what episode of Doctor Who this related to and then realized it was about Titanic…
I wasted a few minutes trying to figure out why Rose and Jack would be in the Titanic episode when that’s season 4.
I tried to click the reblog button in the picture.
Whovians are a mess.