Writing more then two words...

The idea is to keep working... I'm not sure what the goal is exacly or if I'll get there. I know i'm not making any money. If I stop then I'll just be another person that gave up. An aggrivation from within and maybe more so from her sooner then later is going to be a soon expected reality. Time will tell and these arms will get tired.

My studio is getting filled with stuff to work with. Ideas are coming more often then ever and a lot clearer. I don't really hangout with anyone these days. My paychecks won't clear this week. Haven't in gulfed myself purposley like this with one band in a long while. Haven't had on skates that felt this good in years. I don't really know where I'm going to end up.








Sorry I got stoned at swans...

Expect birds

Built myself a bed

goodnight

pushed

Staring up with a good entent