11/3

We’re at a cabin in Oregon, decently far from everything. There’s no light out here from anything but roughly an infinite amount of stars. I went for a run earlier and was kind of stunned by the fall here, insane colors on top of each other, watching horses run through the valley. It was a good day. Fresh air and camaraderie.

I am totally exhausted though. The days are mostly a blur. I have a few freeze frames, throwing the football under streetlights in Kansas, singing KC & JoJo in the dressing room with Fireworks. After the Denver show I flew to Bend to see my uncles, the high desert is cold. Brown earth dotted with green leading up to snow covered mountains all year. Mark drove me up to Mt. Bachelor and the South Sister and tossed snowballs at me. I mostly tend to be supportive of Brett as he fights through cancer. We hiked up Pilot Butte in the morning and it seemed like his energy was up. His throat is swollen still. Says he has trouble swallowing and needs to constantly be drinking water but we laughed and climbed and ran out of breath and he pointed out where the mountains would be if they weren't obscured by clouds.