Maybe all evolution is slow. Surely mine is slower than most. I have a trunkful of names that I've been called. I do the best I can and it seems that it's not too good. I look forward to the future. It's what we have. Sometimes the beauty of everything around me blinds me, at least temporarily.
It's time to start a new record and I'm raring to go. This will be the one. I promise. Some force is sending beautiful melodies through my heart, those that I believe will melt the stars. Love. That's what we're here for.