Half the country is about to burn. Half the country is about to drown. Me? I don’t rightly know. Somewhere in Brooklyn, still. Hidden away. I’ve given up trying to keep up. Half the world seems hell bent on destroying everything. The other half is just trying to get by and get from start to finish with some last vestiges of sanity.

I’ve given up on sanity too, for the most part. It doesn’t seem a particularly useful trait these days.

I still believe in music though, so I’m going to leave this right here.

Maybe some day I’ll have something to say again.

Until then.