Starting to finally heal up. Damn that hurts. I went down hard. Had to be a loss of oxygen to my brain. It was instant.
Once I get moving for a while, it feels better. First thing in the morning is not pretty.
I am going to get out of here for a while. Not sure where. I would come there (see my email), if you gave the go ahead.
It’s too fucked up here. I do not feel safe, but I am keeping myself as safe as I can. It’s time for me to get out of dodge, if I can.
I am working on getting stuff done, had to take a break for a few days, back and ribs hurt too bad. Mostly slept. Need to get back to it tomorrow full time.
Had a miscommunication with that small project. He didn’t explain what he wanted well. It happens. Want to make him happy, could be a lot more work for his realty company. Nice guy. We get along well. I could help him a lot. It’s what I do to a T.
We figured it out. Talked with him today. Somehow, I’m good with clients. I just don’t bullshit them ever. Unless they are assholes, then you get the “pain in the ass tax” added to your bill and me doing exactly what you ask for with no thought.
I hope you are doing well and hope to hear from you soon. Even a short email makes me happy. I’ll be good, just want to know how you are doing, always.
You take care of you and yours. I’ll do my best to take care of myself. ltso… can’t stop that. Sorry.
Going to add all of your songs to the front page. Thanks for being my muse.
You helped me do some of my best work. All art grant worthy and shit. I am going to do a full recording with other instruments at some point, just can’t bring myself to play them again yet. I’ll get there.
Always here.
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