Month: September 2006

Contemplating

So here I sit, the dawn creeping in the window of my hotel room, contemplating. The end of the season is a confusing time. Time moves differently in the Carny bubble, it’s more compressed, you live a lot in a short period where the pace of life is so much faster The people that come…


Silence

I’m sitting in a darkened motel room as I write this, looking out the window at the carpet of lights that are the last city we play for the season. The silence is deafening, the big “Merry Go Round” has finally stopped. I have a lot of stories to tell, but they’ll go in the…