I’ll sleep when I’m dead. In the meantime, I will beam all this light and love and music and try to see if I can project it into the ether, there’s solar systems and galaxies seeking response, and I’m in a unique position to engage in a conversation, an exchange of strange demeanor, do a delicate  dance around misunderstanding, light a flickering fire…

Please excuse my dear sleep deprivation, yesterday was 23 hours of ‘wake. Tonight: band practice. Between: plenty of work to do

Wish you were here,

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