Hello Friends, They who hold me, they who know me, who read and console me. The friends who will understand why I wrote this, this way, who will understand why I smile in the day and cry throughout the night. They who listen to me as I listen to them. They who care. They who […]Read More Questions for Friends // What happens on Earth, Stays on Earth
The first song I ever wrote was called, “I Wish I Was Home.” I had to be about five years old or so. The song was sung in the key of a Pop-R&B vibe, Usher was probably its subconscious subtext and I sung it for the first time as my Mom and Dad pulled away […]Read More I Wish I Was Home
I reflected a lot about whether or not I should write this. But, I am and I am because I am trying to remember why I started this blog, which is related to why I decided to create music again, which is related – but less directly so – to why I decided to take […]Read More impossible.
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