I am feeling great, in all honesty. Great. There are things I would change, but when is there ever not. But for the most part, great.

Everything is right on time, nothing needs be done more than I am doing already. I could jump the gun but that would be going to soon, we can’t have it all at once. All of those things you want and need to do, impossible to have them all right now.

I projected at 18/19/20 this idea of a 10 year plan. and I am approaching halfway through. I wish I started earlier, I always think to myself, but never do I really believe it. Think is a wishy-washy word, doesn’t mean anything really. I have believed that I, the story of harrisoncrass, is writing itself right on time. I have no idea how it will be written or what’s next and how it will unravel, but it will; unravel. I feel I can see into the future sometimes – why is that? Is it because my belief or envisionment of the future is so accurate I can picture it or is it because I am unknowingly, unconsciously and intuitively working towards something written there already. Nobody understands, but I could tell you. The last 5 years have felt like a period of brain development, a conscious and constant obseravtion of everything and anything going on around me to mentally understand this world. A sort of base for it all to be acted upon. The next 5 years could unravel as the action I refer to here. I gotta get up and do it but it feels good, soo good right now. Maybe I should’t tell you all of this

I am writing this in my room as we speak and arguably, thee most perfect song has just started playing, this is the soundtrack to this very moment in time…we’ve all been there! We’ve all felt it, this feeling of how the song so perfectly sums up the mood and moment. I’ve never heard it before and it sounds so great, the lyrics are relevant…I’m listening to it again right now and OH my god it is great. I just have to share the lyrics, I can’t believe it….listen to it now, read it now.

There’s a world where I can go
Tell my secrets to

In my room
In my room (in my room)

In this world I lock out
All my worries and my fears

In my room
In my room (in my room)

Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray?
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday?

Now it’s dark and I’m alone
But I won’t be afraid

In my room
In my room (in my room, in my room)
In my room (in my room, in my room)

The Beach Boys

What is this world they talk of? Is it the world of the next 5 years, give or take a few…where can I go, is this a secret? should I tell you? I’m not sure. I’m in my room, well I am in my room.

Do my dreaming and my scheming
Lie awake and pray?
Do my crying and my sighing
Laugh at yesterday?

MY dreaming and scheming: o h dear, I am guilty, but the question being asked here, will I, and they, lie awake and pray? I think it’s a sign telling me not.

Crying and sighing: I’ve done an awful lot of that I can tell you. Those I shared existence with over the last year know all about that. But should I, and do they, laugh at me? No I don’t believe they do.

What a moment, the music has moved on but it doesn’t quite hit the same, like with most things. Hold on, it happened again.

You were only waiting for this moment to arrive.

I don’t want to stop writing at all, I am working here at the same time, going from screen to screen, but another song has started playing and brings me back around to what I wanted to type and say first and foremost.

I need a partner to achieve all this. We all need a partner to achieve and live in this world – …the animals went in two by two who rah who rah ♪♪♪

April will come.