I'm on the plane back to Toronto. Guy next to me moved to the back of the plane cuz the baby in front of us kept crying, but now the baby stopped, and I have two seats to strech my lanky legs in. Endurance is key.

I'm somewhat concerned with what will happen once this plane lands. 

I've been gone for two and half month and have completely changed and also not at all, and I'm wondering if I'll fall back or forward, or a third direction people have yet to fall in.

The upcoming move, the new songs, the book, the epic awesome cuddly girlfriend, the calendar which i will actually use… these all have to sum to something. I've got the goals! 3 tiktoks a day (ugh) write everyday, new song every three weeks, work with four people on their music a month. it doesnt need to be more complicated than that, right? Right???

Rightttt.

Got tickets to see ivri. Got some almonds stuck in the back of my teeth. It's a good thing I'm going to see a dentist, but let me tell you I do not envy being in his position. And thats not a knock on dentistry as a sector, that's empathy. It's good to have things to look forward to.

Rubbing those two remaining brain cells together, the level to which social media distracts me is the biggest obstacle. My wavering singing voice, object impermance, the three hours of jet lag, they've got nothing on the bright buzzing dopamine sucker. I've been saying it for a while but I'm going to try to limit my phone to like two or three times per day, and that's it. it's an addiction, it's wild how many backflips the clowns in my brain will do to get me to pick that thing up and start flicking my thumb and drooling. Truly a marvel of modern engineering.

Anyway, as I look out the plane window, some of my climate anxiety is reduced. Ironic I know. But this place is just so darn big. 

It's really big.

Big.

Enough from me. Go do that thing you like to do when nobody is watching. 

Also, join the portal. I don't think anyone has joined yet. You can be the first! Maybe I'll mail you a ribbon.