Book Description: Sometimes, late at night in the hotel room, after the lights have gone out and the mistakes have already been made, when it is heavy and silent and still, I lie awake and listen to my pulse on the pillowâ€¦ Imagine you are on a tour bus, the miles whistling away beneath you as you sleep. Tomorrow you will wake up in downtown Somewhere. It doesnâ€™t matter. All the skylines look the same. Time is only marked by events. The world is on a first-name basis with you. But youâ€¦you barely even know yourself. There are those who give in completely to the idea of what it means to be famous. And those who canâ€™t ever seem to leave the past behind. Life is a deep and contemplative story stuck on repeatâ€”love, loss, self-destruction, self-discovery. If you could go back to the way things were before you made itâ€¦would everything still be gray?