Journal / Tour Buses

you know, you’d think after over a decade of travelling on tour buses that i would somehow learn (or have learned) how to sleep on a moving tour bus.
i don’t know what my issue is, but i seem to find it impossible to sleep on a moving bus.
maybe i should hit myself in the head with a ball-peen hammer to facilitate sleep?
or perhaps drink hemlock?
it’s so frustrating, cos i have a comfortable bed on the bus, and i have plenty of time in which to sleep, but my brain just won’t cross over into sleepland.
ah well.
we’re in atlanta now.
i think.
-moby