I told you long ago on the road...

I want to make coming home your favourite part of the day. I want to leave tiny little words lingering in your mind, on nights when you're far away and can't sleep. I want to make everything around us beautiful; make small things mean a little more. Make you feel a little more. A little better, a little lighter. The coffee is warm, this cup is yours. I want to be someone you can't live without.

All I wanted was to live a life where I could be me, and be okay with that. I had no need for material possessions, money or even close friends with me on my journey. I never understood people very well anyway, and they never seemed to understand me either. All I wanted was my art and the chance to be the creator of my own world, my own reality. I wanted the open road and new beginnings every day. Ironically, I somehow found someone who made me believe that I can have my cake and eat it too. So this is my story. I don't know where I'm going, but I know I'm going somewhere beautiful, because I'm going there with you.