Radio8Ballers and synchronicity surfers,

I wish I could tell you all the details of the crazy shit that’s been happening to me this spring. Things are falling apart and reforming all over the place. Projects which seemed long dead are emerging like fertile buds in an ignored garden. Once indisposable relationships are winding up in the mulch bin and the wind keeps blowing beauty and inspiration into my life. It hurts like a bitch but not always in an entirely unpleasant way.