I’ve realized I tend to be anti-social under completely comfortable situations. Not really anti-social, but quiet. I observe more these days …Last night I had an alarming dream. It began with some local body of water being filled with files of torpedoes. I can’t really remember the rest, but it was a massively destructive situation. The torpedoes began to shoot off, one by one, row by row… It was very graphic, my dream. People were being blown to pieces and blood was everywhere. I’d never had a dream like this. There was one occasion where I dreamt I was with people being chased by bombs. It was hippie-camper related…some mountain setting…and a bouquet of people desiring peace running from their poison, war… I wonder why I had this specific dream last evening…I don’t even recall slipping into sleep…but I do recall my evening thoughts and their continuation into morning. You see, I’ve come to realize something very important. I’ve discovered my weakness, and the name belonging to it. My weakness is regret… and the name my greatest belongs to is the one I will continue to mask through my music. I laugh. How blind can a person with effortless vision be? Completely. The journey ahead of me presents a road of uncertainty… There’s not even a fork in the road, just one…vast…open plane. My surroundings are familiar, but undiscovered. Hope is written on the soles of my shoes and love is written all over me. With apology becoming the color of my eye. I am aware. And I am incredibly sorry. Disregarding our nation’s current war and violence, I suppose my dream connects with my desire to just let go, to confess, and surrender my trivial battle…there are much bigger “things” in this world...and maybe....maybe I am hurting or...affecting people by not speaking... I am. tomorrow is a question in itself I know this. And yet…I won’t break my silence…in fear of facing my weakness…in fear of a forced introduction to a new regret or a bitter reunion with an old one. I wish I was not blind, but I thank God for my current sight. My sight...ironically bestowed on the 9th anniversary of my greatest decision that i disregarded due to my blindness. My greatest regret. | 
