Loaded on micro nutrients and bustling all the while. Hawaii calls every day lately to share the happiness. Meanwhile the silence continues and I dare not make a gesture too bold at this juncture, my feelings are always totally visable in my eyes. Besides room to breathe is important. Hopefully some day I will get a hug again. Thank everything good and right for starting over again financially but at least resting well on a good futon. I should have just enough to get to making more and hopefully this year i set it all aside for something wonderful. I should be suitably dressed for success at last and this season should be good I do hope.

I write lyrics but they are so obscure and symbolic anymore, not to mention who works ‘intricately intimately inseperably integrated' into a lin anyways? Me.

I sometimes wonder what life once was before all my creative pusuits became attached to this device. I miss clear sea air.

If all else fails i can always get a extra big kayak with dog quarters and head out to live on water like a riversea gypsy.

Urban adventures need a solid infusion of mirthful release. Until then i keep my peace.