Yesterday I did something I hadn’t done since I was 17. I sent manuscripts out to a couple publishers for consideration. Back then the rejection letters were shocking to me & completely destroyed me. I think now I might take them as a compliment. Just being acknowledged these days is tough.
I finished sending out the buttons & royalty checks for the artist buttons Kickstarter. I have a few buttons left if you need some.
Here’s me testing out the new pedal rig for Small Life Form. I can’t tell if it seeming a little more aggressive & a little less pretty is because of where I’m at as a person or involves the new rig.
Last Night’s Dreams:
I’m homeless again. Living out of my car. No place really ever felt like home anyway.
I’m helping repair a cathedral. The work is so intricate & will take so long that we’re living on it & even have livestock living on it with us. A lamb gets its foot caught in the piping of the floor & starts bucking around trying to get itself loose, but instead it breaks it’s leg. I guess it will be dinner tonight.