Tomorrow I am leaving New York for a week of sunshine, music and (hopefully) blue drinks with umbrellas. I have been so looking forward to Coyote Love’s tour and I can’t believe it’s finally here.

Since Sunday, though, this excitement has been tempered somewhat. I’m still looking forward to it immensely, but having had tough news about three friends in the last three days has really rocked me and I’m left trying to find my balance. These friends of mine are each, separately, going through hell and it feels difficult to say ‘yay, beaches’ because my heart is broken for them all. I remain determined to be positive and support them, but I was left feeling rather helpless in the moment. Times like these, you wish you had magical healing abilities or super-awesome injustice-fighting powers, but I don’t. I just have me. The last few days, that hasn’t felt like enough.

Tomorrow is a new day.