If you’re reading this, you’re overthinking it. Just buy me a drink and don’t ask about the spreadsheet. I’m watching you.
Lacing up heels that cost more than my first van. The band plays at 10, I need to look expensive and tired. Send help or tequila.
If you hear me humming this on the bus I’m firing you. It’s been looping for three hours and I hate it. ?
Just reconciled the bar tabs for three countries. My brain is fried but the spreadsheet is balanced. Send help (or wine). ??
Found a flat with a door that locks. It’s been eleven months. I think I’m ready to try dating someone who isn’t on the tour bus. Wish me luck. ??