Dear Scotty (You Ready),
You wanna know a secret. I love tour, and its not for the usual reasons. It's not because I get to live my dream in front of all these amazing people every night, but it's because of what happens after all the lights have gone out and we are back in the hotel in our SHARED room. It reminds me of when we were younger and had convinced our parents that we needed weekly sleepovers to survive. We would be up late telling each other secrets (that weren't really secret), those were some of my favorite parts. I wish it could have lasted forever but it didn't because somewhere between me dating K and coming out us having sleepovers was almost unheard of. I guess growing up changes things, even now our tour sleepovers are usually filled with Superfruit videos and phone calls to Alex. No more late night whispers. No more childish innocence.
I Miss You,
Mitch
