there are parts of today that will take me a few more to process. there are other parts of today that will take much, much longer. i now have two years of sobriety under my belt and am at the point of that working through the recovery process where i’m beginning to understand what it means to truly dig through and clear away the wreckage of my past.

i watched providence flood for lunch, and by night was in my old show-going stomping-grounds to see my favorite band—everything that happened today was the reason i came back east, and though a solid majority of it was incredibly difficult, it was for good. now i am left alone with the french toast i didn’t finish and a lot to think about, and there are still three days before i can get back to the studio to start painting again.