Jet lag has descended on me like a mountain of numbness. I found it very hard to get out of myself most of yesterday and especially at last last night's show. It's funny because I didn't feel so bad the first couple of days here. Someone told me it would hit me after three days and I would crash mentally and physically...and they were right. Back in the day, I could hit the ground running after flying halfway around the world with no sleep and still power through a grueling tour with not much problem. I'm hoping for a better day today.
We drive back to Saigon soon and play tonight at 17 Saloon. I'm going to get a foot massage somewhere...
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