L.A.to Berklee toback to L.A. to NEW ORLEANS?

The last time I was THIS moved it was because of BERKLEE . . . Well, this moves me just as much if not more. I'm moved again and so shall I go.

The level of responsibility that I feel for music is not that of my own. I can only describe what it is that I feel. I do not/can not understand it...no matter how hard i try. The only way to describe it is like how the Prophets of the Old Testament describes their experience. I have to shake my head because I'm left feeling bewildered by this...

God, what are you up to?

I am feeling anxious about this funeral... I'm mildly worried about me.

Solo Mountain

People can't imagine my hurt. People can't imagine my pain. I most certainly need to be apart of a support group. I sometimes feel like I'm losing her more and more everyday. But more than that I have a cluster of days that I feel like I'm losing me. I feel like I'm losing my sanity. What about my piece of mind...

I don't have a corner of love? Where I can go to when I need encouragement or when I want to confide in someone about my fears. The Word says, 'Perfect love cast out fear'... I guess I'll continue to climb ths mountain myself while mentally preparing the 'Welcome Back. We Love You' signs. And after I'm off the mountain, welcomed myself back I'll be sure to have a 'Welcome Home' sign and my favorite meal cooked as well.

There's nothing worse than missing someone that doesn't miss you.

I just wrapped my recording session for the commercial. I did it! I'm excited. I wish I could call you and go to your place and you say, "Yay! Good job Pumpkin", but that's not going to happen. So, I'll just head home and go to sleep. Yay me, I guess.