A changed routine

The next day, I was in my room and I got up early even though I was up late finishing the gig and then I joined the band for dinner at 1 AM. I wasn't used to staying up nearly all night and getting up late the next day. At home I had a more conventional routine. I looked out the window. I had a view overlooking the Colorado River. Across the river was Arizona and a vast view of undeveloped, untouched beautiful mountains. It looked open like the the desolate highway, so vast, so open, conjuring up images of endless possibilities and adventure that laid before me. I had pondered at the desolation of some of the areas were had a different vibe from the busy, crowded freeways in LA. I went downstairs for breakfast and noticed that there were people at the casino playing at the poker tables, drinking beer or having cocktails at 9 AM. Clearly this was a different world for me. I had forgotten that casinos never closed and that you could get a drink or gamble anytime, night or day. Everyone is on vacation and off a regular schedule. I was there to work but it was unlike any other work environment I'd ever been in. No bosses, no commuting, no clock to punch in. At my previous jobs I sometimes had to bring my guitar and I would put it in the closet till my shift was over. I also had various uniforms l had to wear like a tie or an apron. I guess you could say that things had really changed. My office was a stage. I brought my own clothes to wear onstage. I now used my guitar on the job. As long as I made it to the gig on time and played it was alright. I was pondering the changes as I went to the buffet to turn in my free meal ticket. I had the privilege of dining at the buffet twice a day. The buffets at the casinos were often a smorgasbord of a variety of things to select and enjoy. Omelets, danishes, doughnuts, french toast, cereal, oatmeal, sausages, hash browns to name a few. You could have as much or as little as you wanted. The feeling I was getting seemed to be in the air. Maybe it was something I had just thought. Maybe it was just something I had simply felt. All the books I had read about manifesting and creating your own reality was beginning to make even more sense to me. The sense that you can have anything you want . Anything. I had thought about it. dreamed about it. Visualized it on my mind dozens of times. I was tired from getting little sleep from the night before but I was too excited from the fact that I was away from home for the first time in years. I was a homebody, hardly ever leaving the house for any reason when I didn't have to work or run an errand. I just stayed home either writing songs or on the computer, reading or doing something that was related to music. Now I was surrounded by people all the time, traveling and doing gigs. I am here. I am on the road.