Wow, it’s been a long time.
You know, stuff going on, getting in the way. But that’s about to change. The muse has been calling, less like a text or phone call and more like a siren shriek from the stratosphere. I’m answering. I’m getting on the horse. This horse has wings and rocketships, dinner parties and destinies, art supplies, new suede boots and a crock pot, house plans and a loop pedal.