The Fairmont in WInnipeg on our day off. I was proud of the routing I booked over these 20 dates including these two day offs now. Bc finished, now Sk, Ab and Mb. There was a wooden desk that invited seriousness. Not the kind of desk you clutter. The kind you sit at and consider writing something true, or at least something sounding like it could be. The drawers open with confidence. A small assurance that things work the way they\u2019re supposed to. I found a yoga mat in the closet. That felt optimistic. As if the room believed I might become a better version of myself. The sauna was another matter. You sit there long enough and the noise of touring dissolves. Mind slows down enough to stop rehearsing conversations that already happened.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And then there was the view. Winnipeg\u2019s skyline isn\u2019t loud. From up there, the city felt both contained and expansive at the same time, like a place that understands its own scale. The temporary illusion that everything is in its place. Of course it\u2019s temporary. The next show, the next drive, the next imperfect situation. But for a day, you get a wooden desk, a wide sky, and quietly believe things can be simple. It might be the most expensive part of the whole experience.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"