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It's high noon on a Sunday, I've been awake about an hour and have already been asked for two favors. It seems to me that I don't exactly have any friends until they need something. Adam Brown has moved in down the street; we haven't spoken more than a few passing conversations in the last year, neither before or after he'd gone to summer camp. I figure it to be a full blown case of Yoko Ono syndrome. I'm getting better at being alone, being on my own and doing my own thing, just like I used to have to do on the road. There are many lonely times to be had, and thus far I believe I have been better for it. I do not believe I am better off alone, but I believe in the power of engaging solitude. These are the times I have been most creative. Along with my creativity came a sense of understanding myself and what is actually important to me. Through my music and my words and any art that I embrace to express myself I invest myself with that which I believe in. Hope and love are incessantly recurring themes. Perhaps one day my collection of music will inspire me to live by my own words. To inspire anyone would be the highest achievement desired. In my life, this has been accomplished throughout worldwide travels of endless fascination when I believed in what I felt and no less. I hope to draw from the past for a new future of once again believing in a creative revolution called love. Love MUST be there, the love must already be there before anything will come for it. From time to time I feel like this can be be true, it can happen and everything will indeed take its place. Walking up 8th Avenue yesterday, I was looking in the faces of the passing pedestrians when one of the responded, interrupting her own phone conversation, "My God, you are absolutely gorgeous!" right at me amongst a sea of gorgeous people! I kept her eye contact long enough to smile at her and then carried on up to 14th street a little lighter than before. I had been feeling a little better than before, and in each of our own cherished anonymity in the crowds of the city, we can be noticed, and we will be seen for who we are by exactly how we are. After all, I take in a million profiles a day thinking the best of the brightest ones. Surely as the rich get richer, the good gets better. I have not wasted my time on this planet if I emerge at any point the person I want to be. I have not felt assured of myself the past couple of years, but time is not for dwelling. I can be competent and confident when I introduce myself as my best creation, presentation.