One epiphany I’ve had as a parent is that the best smiles come from infants.

And maybe I think this because Ren’s smile is absolutely world class (perhaps biased).

But I also think it’s because their motive to smile is pure joy, innocent as snow.

And when we express our selves unadulterated by politics or gain..

I feel it moves us far deeper.

Before I start writing in the studio, I burn an incense stick each time.

I take out a sandal wood incense, break it in two, light one half and place it in a holder.

And as the scent rises, I take a moment to feel gratitude that I get to do this again.

Hopefully, the muse will visit me today.

Whatever your fuck up is today, just do better tomorrow.

End of rumination.