Freelancing, teaching music, $20/hour day job where I just pop in when I feel like it. Surprise road trip to New Jersey and NYC in a couple weeks for nearly free. Then back home to pack, garage sale, and move my life to Minneapolis with the best person I know to make more music in a place where the streets are paved with arts grants. I don’t know how I scored a life with so little boring routine where I also don’t have to starve. I mean, I’ve worked really hard, but a lot of people work really hard and still have it a lot tougher than me, and I feel so lucky and grateful to whatever higher power that might exit out there. Like thanks for doing me a huge solid, dude.