It’s very rare to meet someone in this world who has an extreme passion for something. Not that you love to cook but that you’d quit your day job to start a restaurant because you feel so strongly about your passion. You tend to meet people who may say they do here or there but they find life to appealing. Life is appealing. Weekends off, shopping and going to parties together. It looks great to settle down. I feel you have to try a few things without a safety net. How do you know you’re really alive? I feel alone standing in a room of people who think very differently. It’s hard to accept and persevere when there are so many odds stacked up against you. I still can’t seem to let it go. Why? I’ve had a taste of the fruit and it was magnificent. Just decided to think out lout tonight. Can’t wait to start playing shows again so I can start dreaming, of being lonely.