Where is my head, where are my bones...

Well, I miss you. Plain and simple. I just left you last night. That doesn't make any sense. I can't make my head work right and think straight. It is quite the frustration. We were gone playing all weekend and you always seem to take it rather well. How do you do it? You never ever complain about me having to be gone because of music or other various types of "hero" work. Thank you for that. My mom told me yesterday that she missed me while I was gone to New Orleans and Mississippi. Before I could even ask the question to myself, she said, "How can I miss you when I don't ever see you anyway, you are thinking?" She said it was just the principle that I was not there. She could not just come and see me and knew where I would be if she wanted to. She missed that security. It didn't make a lot of sense to me until last night and even more so today. If I wanted to right now and got up my occasional wild-hare, I couldn't come and see you. You aren't there. Where is my head, where is my heart, where are my thoughts going with all of this rambling on? I miss that security.
You are in my prayers as always. I feel the Father pressing on me that you will need me more than ever this week. You will need me to fight for you as the Evil one will be trying to keep you down and away from what God really wants to show you about himself. I promise, I will be fighting for you. I know that you won't read this until you get back on Saturday and you might not read it until Sunday night, but that's ok too. Thank you for always fighting for me and praying for me. It's nice to know that heroes can have heroes too. Thank you for caring for me and loving me. I usually am sickend by these mushy blogs that I see from other people and generally wind up making fun of them. Perhaps because that's just the kind of sick people that me and my friends are. I don't know. All I know is that it doesn't feel quite as bad to say what I'm thinking (or signing) right now. I hope that you listened to whatever He was trying to tell you and show you. He loves us and we should love Him back with all that we have. He is the source of our love and our gifts and all of our power. He will keep us all focused on our real mission.
Well, I'm sure that this will be one of a few blogs this week. Pink Floyd and Led Zepplin are inspiring me to write a few things. And of course I'll be missing you and I'll have to find some way to vent that. You are beautiful and you are a princess. Thank you for letting me love you and for loving me. See you in the clouds...