Last Legs

Slept til noon today thanks to some sleeping pills. I’m so exhausted. I can’t take much more of this being in a different bed every night, but a girl has to make a living.

No, it’s not an excerpt from “Butterfield 8“, just a lame attempt to update the diary after three months of touring. I miss writing, but I can barely speak in coherent sentences let alone compose entire paragraphs.

Only two more shows, Brighton and Leicester, and then back home.

8 thoughts on “Last Legs

  1. softinthehead

    Hi Amy found your blog I don’t know how but really enjoyed reading all the way through – it’s fascinating stuff. Disappointed there were no Canadian dates but maybe we can catch you sometime when we are in France. 🙂

  2. amy

    Looks like we may be French neighbors Mme Soft – I look forward to reading about your progress.Peter, it was swell to see you in NC. PS I just read your amazing blog in the NY Times, the story of Love Is For Lovers. So much stuff I didn’t know, told so entertainingly (if that is a word).Yes TBNIL, non-hotel sleep, hallelujah!Kim we’re back – see you Sunday, and best of luck getting ready for your travels.

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