Leave the silver Porsche and walk into the desert: If the life you’re leading is not the one you dream about: Then Flee.
Why? Why not…?

The birth and care of great imaginings, musings, sudden awakenings and slow, melancholic meditations (that makes no sense whatsoever)…starts here… All the while craving the time and place of the West End of Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada; whether it be rain or snow, sunshine or cloudy and gray.