Unmet Expectations

Troubles abound with the Vensets. I'm pissed off that I sunk a year into a musical project, and now that we finally got the ball rolling by playing a show (to decent applause) it all seems to have crumbled. It has been fodder for my solo acoustic jams at least, lending anger towards unmet expectations. No success comes without hard work, and nothing good is all fun and games. It is good to be a dreamer, but reality has to be remembered, and those conflicting attitudes are at the heart of the clash.

I've been thinking that it is time to get out of town again. A good friend of mine is game to sublet my room for a month or so, in a month or two, which has me feeling good about the prospects. This adventure may turn out to be a solo affair, which might be good for me. Seems like life is a solo affair to me anyways. I need to make sure my finances are in order, but with some time I should be able to make it work. The destination isn't certain, but finances will dictate where is possible. I have always dreamt of touring Europe, but I doubt that will be possible, given my budget. Maybe all I need is a week in Montreal? A couple of weeks in the Rocky Mountains? Maybe something more drastic?

I'll do my best to keep you updated, internet world. (Despite my absence here, I have been writing steadily with a pen).