What is happiness?

It's a complicated question if you think about it. We've all thought about it at one time or another.

Ironically, the times we think the least on it, are probably when we're the happiest? But then again, I don't know—the older I get, the more I realize I don't know anything. I'm just throwing spaghetti at the wall like everyone else around me.

However, I have caught myself expecting way too much, too often.

Simple things. Like, if I buy expensive things such as Air Conditioners, Sub Woofers, Guitar Pedals—can they not break? It ridiculous to think that they won't. Of course they are going to break, and they are going to do it when I am hurting for money and can not afford to replace them.

It almost becomes a mental focus exercise regarding what to pay more attention to: the things that make one sad, or the things that make one happy. The seemingly level-headed person will immediately say something full of wisdom like, "focus on the positives rather than focus on the negatives." I say, most likely, that the person who says that cries alone in their bedroom, or in their car, from time to time too.

No. Maybe I need to lower my expectations.

I released a new single called GONE on June 12th. I have sold two copies of it digitally. It's two more than I was expecting to sell. The song has been streamed on Spotify 15 times. That is 15 more times than what I was expecting.

This is a start. I'll keep you posted. Or, then again, maybe I won't, so that it isn't on the forefront of my mind.

Whatever the case may be, I am making and releasing more stuff. I'm 39 years old and I have no plans to stop making music or to stop trying to find people that like what I make. You can count on that.

I'm happiest when I'm working hard, regardless of my expectations—and I am so grateful and thankful for my good health and to have you. Deeply and truly. Now, off to promote for a show tonight. Take care.