Sometimes I feel a bit isolated. There are always people around, but I like to work early. Before the sun comes up.
I open the door to the The Blast Factory. That's were I go.
It's quiet. I worry sometimes. So, I wish I could blow these things up.
But when I'm in the studio my work, my art, is all the matters. I lose track of time. I focus on the now. Everything disappears. I'm lucky. It does not disappear for those suffering.
So do something. Today.
Five bad things. Let's blow them up.
Light the fuse!