Friday, September 24, 2010

I don't to work and I don't go home. I just do things.

Roadie life is all about decisions and priorities. I guess that's not much different from regular life, whatever that is, but it's just more apparent in certain situations.

For instance, our workload isn't necessarily overwhelming in your typical sense, but it's not definitely not easy. In fact, it doesn't really fit into the middle either. The road is very busy and yet very free. It's an odd combination that I haven't totally figured out. The best way to describe our workload is basically just that there is never a point when we have finished our work for the day and can stop. You just get to point where you have to say, "Okay, it's more productive for me to go to sleep right now than keep working."
Taylor doesn't always make that decision. He just falls asleep with his face on the keyboard.

But work is funny too, because what exactly do we do? Work could be speaking in front of 2000 kids (or 30) or it could be sitting with one lonely kid all of lunch. It could be playing a movie or selling merchandise or even just reading the news. Phone calls. Emails. Logs. Team meetings and team hangouts. Blogs. High school football games, volleyball games and dinner with contacts. It's all work. It's all free time.

See, one cool thing about this job is that there is no longer a separation between work and regular life. This is just my life. I don't go to work and I don't go home. I just do things. And everything I do is a decision made out of my priorities. I think however, this is not so much unique to the uniqueness of being a roadie, but rather a realization of reality. All I have is free time. What I do with it, determines what will become of it.

Work is bobo. This is life, and with mine, I know what I want to do.

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