Buzzing buzzing
City’s buzzing. Brain is buzzing.
Your too much and my too much is not the same. We are all built differently but we all live with this buzzing.
Worker bees around my head, more gentle than their rigid sharp appearance, mining honey for the queen
Their queen is an idea, a construction, a belief.
Keep the wheels spinning spinning, buzzing buzzing, fuzzy winter nights, not as cold as they used to be. Is it you or is it me?
I can hardly remember the harsh kiss of winter anymore. We’re moving with such speed and friction that the steam leaks off the pavement.
Who are you to say goodnight to a city lacking sleep, it’s veins deliver blood alcohol at 0.30%, it knows not what it needs.
Scraping up a snowman from the slush of wasted dreams in a secret little hideout wedged between imperfect seems.
I can shout at you all day but words have lost the means to mean.
It’s been a bit of a hectic week in my mind, nothing particularly going on but big changes on the horizon and some tiny decisions that have massive impact.
We are getting ready to bring our hats and yarn products to a concert of one of our favorite bands in Japan at a camp site outside Tokyo. It’s very exciting but it’s a lot to think about since it’s our biggest event yet from the standpoint of raising awareness about our label. You can add our hats account on Hive at 
We’ve got 3 other flea markets coming up and I am trying to help B set up a shop on Hive as she sets one up on more traditional apps.
Meanwhile I am trying to get back into music, solving all kinds of audio problems that I hate solving, picking up equipment that I hardly know enough about to be sure about buying and trying to find a MIDI player that is discontinued but would fit my setup perfectly.
I just contacted a dude about buying a used Blue Sky” reverb pedal and pulled a bass out of the closest because my electric guitar is too cheap and sounds like shit and I don’t have money for a better one right now with all the other things I’m trying to scrape together.
The idea is to be able to emulate a full band and produce my own album all by myself on a budget on the far side of our dinner table since there is no where else to put everything.
It’s going well. I write something every day, not just for upvotes. Today a poem and a riff. Yesterday a video. The day before a blog and right now a blog again. I am constantly making. And every day I crash because I am still working, but somehow it feels like I am working less and less and our quality of living hasn’t gone down at all, so that’s a great thing.
I remember that as long as I bring my best, the universe seems to figure the rest out for me.
Goodnight 😴🌝
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