I thought I would come back to a safe place. A fun place. And I would bring music with me. Of course, doing so is pretty tough, after so long. There would be so much build up. So much expectation. So much to compare against...
So, I'm not going to angst about it.
"... Billy was a drivin' man. He got lost in the wind..."
Plus, I could never grow facial hair like that. Envious of that. Be well, people. There are monsters in the dark, waiting for us to play. I hope you enjoyed the recess.
-om