for me… a stutered jump leads, usually, to one ol’ wing appearing first, sending me into a spiral. however, after the fear of spiraling passes, i catch the wind and force a pop from that other ol’ wing…then just try to ride the wind currents.

there’ve been many a time that your music, your words, the pierce of your loving gaze and the tickle of voice on my eardrums has caused a change in me. what more could one ask for than someone who inspires, an artist to look up to, a fellow soulsister to watch change and morph into [...]