to head back to guatemala.  i have made many dear friends there and found places to play music.  sat in with some amazing artists passing thru like me.  fell into a community of expats, who, like sailors, can reminisce over beers over adventures that seem like yesterday.  plus the volcanos and the beach are calling...

but part of me will always belong to new york.  i've too many friends, done too much, spent too much time here to leave it behind.  so with mixed feelings i pack again and take a few more of my things out of storage and away from this city.

i will always look forward to hanging at the G.  going to friends' shows.  having a last-minute few of my own.  long walks down wide streets hustling to get to the next place.  the food, the books, the boats, the bars.  the convenience of a 24 hr city is like candy to an insomniac....

so i am tying up some loose ends and shipping various things.  and struggling to finish some projects.  and, oh, yeah, play some guitar and write some songs.  yep, sleep will have to suffer still...

ciao y paz.