We have all the time in the world, to get it right.

With each painting I create, I do it to a tune that feels the same mood I feel at that point in time. I recently did a piece that was 15.5 hours straight of work. And I listened to a song on repeat. Over and over again. It's mindless, it's actionless. You don't need to think. I love feeling that rush of mindlessness. I can focus on nothing else but what I'm focusing on RIGHT now. It helps lube the moment. A fluidity like nothing else.

It makes you wonder, what would it be like to be deaf? Which is worse... blindness? I'm still tossed. I find that focusing on something so tragic keeps me down to earth. Oh god damn, A.D.D. I was talking about music.
I was talking about  music because I'm listening to some great music. I am so in love with Glen Hansard. His first CD wasn't very good. More loud and punk rock. But after that it's a flow acoustic, soul, irish love music.

Back in 2006, he did a movie as a busker called 'Once'. It was one of the most beautiful movies I have ever seen. A must, friends! A must see!

I get goose bumps STILL. He is in a band called The Frames. And the music he makes is a perfect sample of my life right at this moment. It's so freeing. I can not wait until I get a vehicle so I can just go. Just go anywhere.

I think the reason why I'm so hesitant to leave the job I'm at right now is because I would also lose my nomadicness. If I give in to this need to boot it to some where new then a new job would take place. And the restrictions, too. A nomad can not have restrictions. Those lead to bad credit, lease breaks, debt, bad credentials. WORSE references. Good god. But I'm in a place right now where if I need to leave for a month, I can.

I can usually test where I need to move to by thinking about it over and over. What feeling I still get. It helps that I have lucid dreaming. And so far, this past month I have scoured cities far and wide, from coast to coast and I still come back to Hanna and Lawrencetown.

Lawrencetown, of course, would be where I wind up when I need to run. Hanna is a place I feel that I could root in. Buy a nice little house there. Make a home. Fall in love. With everyone, everything. There is no limit to love, no? It's the free-est you will ever be.

Like, my love Glen Hansard says.
We have all the time in the world, to get it right.

Cheers to you.