Life Doesn't Come At You. It Comes

I Struggle With How Humankind Ended Up This Way. We Made Ourselves Slaves To Money, And We All Have To Work And Be A Part Of This Thing When Time Is Always Ticking. And Before We Know It, A Decade Has Gone By, And Did I Really Get To Do Everything I Wanted To Do Or Say Everything I Wanted To Say?

It's Our God Forsaken Right To Be Loved, Loved, Loved.

Music Was Always The Distraction, So It Was The Obvious Choice To Pursue. My Dad Always Said To Find A Job I Love To Do, That Way It Wouldn't Feel Like A Job. So I Did That.

My Touring Isn't About Collecting Souvenirs And Always Being On The Go. My Souvenirs Are Writing In My Journal And Creating New Music, Because That Fits Easily Into My Backpack When I'm Travelling Around The World. It's Something That I Can Share Later With Fans Or With Future Family Members.

Because I Trust In The Ever-changing Climate Of The Heart. (at Least, Today I Feel That Way.) I Think It Is Necessary To Have Many Experiences For The Sake Of Feeling Something; For The Sake Of Being Challenged, And For The Sake Of Being Expressive, To Offer Something To Someone Else, To Learn What We Are Capable Of.