Charleston decompression

I wake up last night at 2am wondering (holy shit!) what am I DOING and is it EVEN feasible to do what I've told all of my friends that I'm going to do! Taking 3 months to travel and blog about it?
So for the 1st time since I was a kid, I'm out of a job. It's kinda like losing a friend that you've had a dysfunctional relationship with. You miss the good parts disregarding it was not healthy for you in the end. Life moves on and with good reason a lot of times and this is one of those times. I'm spending a few days with my really kind sister and brother-in-law, Vicki and Dennis. It's giving me some time to decompress and work toward the future (and apparently wake up at 2 in the morning scared shitless). I've got to figure out how in the world to blog, how to set up an itinerary and practice my skills on reviewing bands (without pissing off the whole of Texas). I've had SO many friends give me great advice and hopefully it will make me look like (in some way) I know what the hell I'm doing :)
1st question from Jennifer Carrington "are you going to cuss ?" Not sure why she even asked that one.
1st question from Tom Roland "now are you really going to be truthful?" I know....and I'm despised for that (by some writers) but DEFINITELY a relevant question.
Bob Oermann offered great advice: "Just tell the truth".