Album Notes

Too many days are lost to grinding wants against realities, fears against possibilities, and love against hate. It turns out that it's easy to lose our focus, much of the time it is lost without our even knowing of its being gone. We all, however, know that great feeling of flow and what it's like to have it. Those times when everything we touch is gold, and everything is smooth and seamless and the mistakes turn into needed events are the days when living is great. How do we get that? How do we get there? I don't have any freak'n idea. I'm constantly trying to get back to the times when I had my mind and I wasn't so tangled inside. I think most of us are unless we are not.