Ok - it's a fruity name for this post, I know. But I've been thinking of beginnings and endings a lot lately. What I've come to realize in this time is that there never were any real endings. I can't say that about beginnings, because everyone has had a first something-or-other, but what I've called endings lack the feeling of release to me, there's no conclusion. Even parts of me I can't revisit are with me, I carry them around - the good and the bad. So when I look at this transition in my life, I can't help but wonder: how much of the last three years will I carry with me knowingly, and how much will just be there?

For all this rambling, I think I should make my point, and that is I'm moving back to Des Moines after being away for four years. So this new beginning is really more of a welcome back and what I'm 'ending' is what got me here in the first place, and that's not going away. I guess this is just my way of coping with the bittersweet, getting it down in this post.

The good news - I'm moving from a two bedroom apartment (which, don't get me wrong, has been great) into a five bedroom home. This means a dedicated office, with separate practice rooms. To celebrate, I purchased a Genius MousePen 8x6 Tablet to get me started, and I've drawn maps of my recording room, including what I'll need to soundproof it.

All in all, this should mean a bigger output, and not just quantity, quality as well. 'Cause I'll be the first to say: as proud of my submissions as I am right now - I'm kinda sick of them!

Peace, Love and Rugby

AB