El sol se ha ido y el cielo empieza a tonarse azul melancólico. Un sample evocador como una marea se funde con clandestinas gotas de lluvia de junio. Veinte mil personas callan a la vez. Dos guitarras, un bajo, una batería y una voz. What the fuck is this world. At least I could have. Los primeros compases de Porch. La canción que Eddie Vedder el cantante de Pearl Jam. Dedicó en 1991 a un amor perdido.

Searching for eudiamonia moment by moment. So absolutely nothing has happened since my trip to Toronto in the fall of 2012. An epic amount of chaos and change has happened. Queens Park was lousy .

Stories from the north and south. Yesterday I was told that I am addicted to being a victim. By a person who claims that they know some things about me. Harsh words that left me deeply hurt, and the reason for those words being said will remain between me and that person. Of the auto crash a murder.

We left Puerto Iguazu and began our long journey north. Our travels over the last six months have been unforgettable and filled with life changing adventures. That said, we look forward to home, friends, and family back in America. Where are you taking us? Not nearly frightened enough. I know what hunts you. Gentlemen, we do not stop till nightfall. But it is not this day! .