I am without a house but this world is my home. With my belongings being simply my guitar, a backpack, and the air I breath, I can travel and run into new experiences. Cities, mountains, streets, couches, tents, rooftops.. living off passion and desire to run into good people. I want to live with these good smiles, learn different people's insights, laugh often, have late night conversations, and share some life stories... I hope that person is you.
Being on the road is comfortable, free, and very real to me. I have had the most wonderful time since I focus on life without a plan and purely living on desire. The stories and memories just add up everyday when you travel. It almost gets to a point where it becomes addicting.
Music is my soul, passion, time, and desire. I love to write music and enjoy sharing the traveling stories with others. I love the many different intimate settings that music and other arts have to offer. Whether it be the gathering of a crowd in a small place, or sitting back alone on a porch playing tunes with a storm settling in, it is all very beautiful to me.
If you happen to take a listen, thank you. If you happen to just be reading this, thank you. Whatever you may be doing, please stay in touch. I love connections very much and I hold them very close to me more than anything else. I would love to hear what you have to say, and would love to share a good conversation.
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Ink, six strings, typewriters, old books, poetry, old love letters, photography, smiles, plants, rusty fire escapes, busking on the city streets, group singing/yelling/chanting/sharing, life without television, backpacks, hugs, smiles, laughter, feathers, laying in the rain, ivy on stone, coffee & cigarettes, rooftop conversations, drinks in hand, seeing another sunrise, color & light, old curtains flowing in the breeze from open windows,haze of smoke, scattered paint, sunsets, weathered skin, flowers, passion, traveling songs, stories, insight, energy, truthful hugs, the flint hills, the clouds painting portraits on hills, and all land that surrounds us.
