i took a job out in houston for the summer. it’s the first time i’ve ever lived alone by myself. i never really understood what forrest really meant when he said you learn a lot about who you truly are when you live alone. i knew it was hard for him to move out to seattle on his own, but i could never truly grasp the reality of it until i did it myself. it’s always been hard for me to be by myself... i usually feel lost without anyone around. coming home to music never felt like more of an escape until now. i put a studio in my living room in front of a big glass window... just close enough to feel the sun. when the light shines through while i’m writing music... i don’t feel so alone.