"So now I feel more comfortable out of doors."


I've been Nomadic a long time.


Rootless, wandering, whatever you'd call it.


To find a personal space in this city that is permanent, stable, safe for a musician, has been an unrelenting challenge. Like swimming upstream. 


Often I find myself in the position of "couchsurfer", one who inhabits the spaces of others to access the basic human needs of Sleep. Food preparation. Hygiene.


"I'm just crashing here."


Whenever I do briefly acquire a living space, it is too transient to ever feel like a Home.


So now I feel more comfortable out of doors. Not infringing on someone else's private space, or inhabiting a space that is only very temporarily my home, through some absurd financial transaction.


And certainly I feel more comfortable playing my instrument outside.


So we went to the park.
















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