It’s 2:00 a.m. and I can’t sleep, so you’re gonna get a vomit of thoughts.

First off let me say that I’ve been writing again. I find the writing process to be a struggle at times: sometimes the good songs come when I’m unaware of the process, like I’ve been in a casual trance, not really thinking much of what I’m doing...nothing forced. Then you step back and think you may have tapped into something special. That you have the song that you think people want to hear, the song that could fit radio, that song that could make you money. Fortune and fame, anybody?

You start humming to your self trying to fit and appease that expectation, trying to mimic magic, getting trapped in other peoples melody, tripping over major chords, thinking and feeling absolutely nothing. In fact I have the TV on, and there is a TV downstairs that is on. Anything to ease the melancholy, the rebirth and the last thought of a good money making hit on the radio.

You know I’m kidding. I don’t care about that stuff, man. Not me: I wear socks and hate war. I mean come on, thats what Daisies and Sandalwood was about...I’m a hippie. I care of nothing. Okay, still kidding.

I care of all and nothing at the same time. I like to lay on my bed with the remote in my hand and watch the TV like a crazy man.

How many friends do we really have? I mean the ones you connect with in prayer and healing, a friend that will forgive you and love you forever. I believe we are in a world of fire...but I have hope. Hope in my friends and hope in my tomorow. Hope in My Tomorrow sounds like a hit song. Can you imagine trying to pitch that song and sing it with a Greek accent? I’m singing it now. Wish you could hear it.

Who is your favorite playwright? Mine is Samuel Beckett. Why? Because knows how to write hit play like "Waiting for Godot".

My favorite painter? Ed Harris.

Is Bob Dylan overrated? Is Leonard Cohen underrated?I think Paul Mcartney’s last record was his best in a long time, but it sold the least out of all his recordings. Go Starbucks.

I’m a huge Harry Chapin fan but haven’tt listened to his music in years :(

I’ve been verbally abused and got into 1 physical fight in the 4th grade. I lost.

I have been single for 4 years now and I LOVE IT. I don’t date. I do silently investigate. If I meet her I’ll know instantly. Not like instant coffee...I hate Maxwell house and Folgers. You know how the older generation in your family drinks that stuff? WHY?

I don’t feel the need to correct people. Especially friends whom I love. "Hey I love you, but you’ve got to change your DNA If you want this friendship to work"... RESPECT is love, love is work, and work is uncomfortable. Like my bed. My sister Dina has my good bed, she said she will give it to me when I move to Nashville. I better move to Nashville if I want to cure my lower back pains.

I think Paul Simon’s most intricate record is "Rhythm of the Saints". Van Morrison: "Hymns to the Silence:. James Taylor: "Hourglass"...that record is actually a masterpiece to me. Bob Dylan: "Shot of love". Shakespeare: "Merchent of Venice". Favorite actor: Pacino. I just like the fact that he’s an expressionist...a painter.

I don’t believe in anything I don’t want to believe in...that is my reality. I do believe in a God. Life is puposeful. We are here to break, then get fixed. In return, we fix others.

I love you very much, I hope you love me. I can use your love these days, my friends. I can use your prayers and positive thoughts. I would love to feel alive again, whole and received. I don’t want an experience. I want a foundation.

Wow...it’s 4 in the morning. Maybe there will be as much a purpose for your reading my scattered thoughts as there was for me to write them.