Caught in the middle of crossfire. Lost my balance on a high wire.
Trying to figure out what to do. Pushed to the edge of my reason.
Everywhere around me it's treason. I don't want to do that to you.
Kamikaze airplanes in the sky. Are we going down or will we fly?
This could be a shipwreck on the shore or we could sail away forever more.
This time it's sink or swim. Take a deep breath. No more time left.
This is what I thought I wanted. Why am I afraid?
Kamikaze airplanes in the sky. Are we going down or will we fly?
This could be a shipwreck on the shore or we could sail away forever more.
This time it's sink or swim. Sink or swim.

The Classic Drive In

It's a beautifully cool Saturday night in San Diego tonight. I really want to go to the drive in movie theatre. (Theatre, yes. Along with grey and colour.) What is it about the drive in that is so classically romantic? I suppose it's sparked by the seclusion & privacy our automobiles provide. Romantic or not, I'd like to be at the drive in right now, with my pillow and the fireflies.

Welcome One, Welcome All

Welp. I've always wanted a place where my fingertips could try and create the picture of what's in my head. Looks like I've found the perfect spot. The Jex Spot!

Enjoy! It's sure to be one hell of a ride.