I want a record. I want a record to look back on. “A picture I can keep for myself”, as someone once sang. We speed through this life and it is wonderful to look back and see those little moments where the light broke through, or the mask slipped, or the Matrix glitched. There is so much bullshit about “Now”. Living in the now. Yes, it makes sense to live in the now, but sometimes I was in a previous “Now” and I might want to remember that. I might want to think about future “Now”. The ones I am about to create. The sign of thought surely must be the ability to step into and out of these moments we’re currently labeling “Now”.

I will share my multitude of thoughts, and guilty pleasures, and lists (I love lists, especially other peoples). Expect sporadic silences. Expect regular irregular updates. But, as a guide and a life lesson, expect nothing.