The same black line that was drawn on you was drawn on me

And now it's drawin' me in. 6th Avenue heartache.

So yeah, I love the Wallflowers now. Don't care much for Bob Dylan but his son and his son's band are awesome. The Difference, 6th Avenue heartache, and of course One Headlight. Totally adore them now. Rather, I can't express in words how much this band means to me. It is one of "those" bands to me now, if that makes sense to all you audiophiles and music gurus out there.

So let's talk about life. No job, and I don't care to talk about it. I'm currently in the process of being setup with a kid as a mentor, via Big Brothers Big Sisters of America. And I'm also doing an after-school tutoring program where I might get the chance to drive a university vehicle (awesome!)

At first I was completely nervous about BB/BS but after my interview and going through orientation, I'm now just ready for the phone call that says "hey we got a match." The kid is going to want to do this and he's gonna love me, I'm just waiting for now.

Not sure what to think about the tutoring thing but it starts tomorrow so whatever.

I think I've unlocked what I need to unlock in Skin and Bone, my novel. I just got to keep kicking. We can build it, yes we can.