I woke up this morning in Melbourne. Beautiful birds singing an endless tune just outside my window while the cat replied with these strange squeaks the didn't really follow any beat. I spent an awesome day with my dear friends on the St.Kilda sands just as the Cat Empire sang me to and I feel like I am finally being able to see in colour again.

I had hoped that this trip would give me a breath that I having been gasping for and it more than definitely has. I will return home with a determination that I have not felt in a long time and I hope to create alot of art in accordance with that mood.

Never ignore a broken heart.
Never ignore a healing one either.