Today happened. Drove straight to the studio after the airport, burst into tears (again) once I entered the Underground/Fayetteville Art Alliance. The place doesn't seem right without Stewart.

Had lunch with Jennifer and her friend (now my friend too) David. Learned about Crystal Bridges Museum (he works there) and then it was meetings upon meetings. I was glad for the distraction. Coming home is another thing...

Who is going to play guitar tonight? Oh this sucks.

yes, I am going to link to this again... X.