The final day of 2004. It's been a dually enlightening and emotionally wrenching year. With the birth of my son, I've been granted what seems a different set of eyes to view this world. His new life is full of smiles, hums, curiousities, and sleep. I now look to ahead to a future bright with possibility. The depth of my love for him is truly beyond description, and has enriched my soul to its core. His every motion and every breath are reason for inspiration, and I find myself enjoying certain small miracles of life that I had once ignored. The depth of my love for his life is really indescribable. Because of this soul-shifting experience, 2004 will always be ingrained in the annals of my memory.

I've spent many hours working on music. This has resulted in a lot of material, but only parts of some yet unspecified whole. Though I'm proud of what I've written, I'm frustrated with my occasional lack of focus on the songs as finished products. The reason for this avoidance of conclusion is that I can nearly always come up with another 10 ways as to how this verse or that chorus could be improved upon. This coupled with a cautious hesitancy to expose my material to the public eye in fear of copyright infringement or complete artistic rejection. Hey, phobias are phobias. Though the road is long, I feel I'm on the way towards an album. The theme may be conceptual, dealing with September 11th, Industrialism,Mass Consciousness, birth/death/afterlife themes. I'll keep the ethers here in cyberspace updated.

This year has been a life in itself.