Last week I was crying, I am so happy right now. I think I'm losing it. At least things are going well today.

I've worked on so much music and i haven't recorded a damn thing. all week I'm trying to get three different projects off the ground, and trying to figure out if I can make this relationship work. And every time I think I'm doing great the next minute everything falls a part, and than once I'm sure that it's all turned into a hopeless mess I'm informed that it's actually not as bad as I think. I over react... no shit. Always have, but hey... it's got to pay off eventually.

Music, activism, looking at careers and trying to patch things with her, even though I told myself I'd let her go. Even though I thought she hated me... and than she says, "Meet me this Friday." and than i say, "I'll be there." And than I'm there wondering, "Will she show up this time?" She has to.

I'm writing love songs while writing songs denouncing love. I'm protesting the financial institutions while I'm protesting my heart! I'm trying to discover the perfect career while I'm trying to locate the love of my life!

You may think it's insane, you might think it's inane. I can't hold in the excitement anymore. I can't sit back and watch life fly by like I have been. I want to move along with it, I want to do more than just exist.