I suppose I should explain how I ended up here – close to 6000 miles from home...

Eight months after our final show at CSU, I left Fort Collins, to find something. I had no idea what, but I had the most bizarre and persistent feeling that I was supposed to be somewhere other than where I was – even if I had no idea where, or why. So one afternoon, with a backpack, a credit card, and my passport, I got on a plane.

I ran away – not the way I had intended, but ran away none the less. I'd meant to just leave – no warnings, no discussions, just get up one morning, and go.

But, I sorta got busted in the act of sneaking off...