BEAUTY WILL PREVAIL

I am in my bedroom in Phoenix, finally home after this huge tour. Everything is exactly as it was it before I left; almost acting as a funny time capsule of sorts.

It's so trippy to be back here. We rolled into Tucson at 6AM after a long drive from San Diego, went to bed, and woke up to the year's first monsoon. It's pointless to even try to describe the depth of the beauty and the way it made me feel (I counted 7 rainbows). The makeup of the storm had astounding complexity -- wind, thunderclouds, thick rain with simultaneous sunlight, and the ever-present heat.

This tour has been so long, so adventuresome, so surreal. So many wonderful phases and lessons learned. I feel for the first time that I've actually fully adjusted to living this way, healthily. What touring teaches you is to be adaptable. It teaches patience, and humility. Not to say that I've mastered these vitures any of these things, but it still feels good to know I'm learning.