phoenix on ash street.

i am in the process of doing massive amounts of procrastinated works to glance over at my old everything book for a five minute break. i make the mistake of reading my last entry that was dead and center of my period of "not so great" town. massive understatement. but all this to say... shit. that was a bad time.

and all THAT to say.

and i realize a bit of that right now.

to that, cheers to happiness, opportunity, bon iver's roslyn, love, friends that are family, and music.

i probably wouldn't have made it out alive with the final three mentionings.

thank you will never be enough.

the humbled and self-congradulating,

returned,

mtb.