It's one of those days for smoking a lot.
I'm slightly nervous.
You see, I've spent a lot of time here,
most of my life. I feel ready to change
again. Ready to blow everything up.
But this time, it's not much of a bad thing.
My timing's not off, I have a direction.
So instead of blowing up my world.
I'm setting off small blast caps,
looking at the map for a new place.
I'm cutting down trees for wood.
It's time for a new house.
A house for you and me.
A house for us.
The only questions remaining are;
Where?
and
When.
