Things are finally starting to feel final. My lease is being overtaken, I got my money shit as together as it's going to be, made the lists, budgeted time, money, and everything, and just need to do a few more things before I can go. Which I hope will be soon because it was 89 today here in Tempe. I need to go before it gets much hotter.

My friend's Mom was telling me how the bees start making honey in Southern Texas and slowly move north throughout the summer until they get to Canada, which is the exact route I'm taking. With the new Tori CD and all the new knowledge about beekeeping, I thought it was appropriate.

I need now to get a storage facile, gather monies, and move my shit out of here. Load up what I plan to take and... load the cameras. I thought about getting a little tape recorder for ideas I get out there or when I talk to an aboriginie.

Had a really good conversation about everything going on with Steve the other day. It made me think about a few things, made me a little anxious, too. Thought about getting a little gun just so I don't waste my psychic energy on any kind of fear. I have yet to check into that. Need to go ahead and contact papers along my first leg of the trip to Memphis.

I would've liked to update this sooner and more often, but fucking work has been ruining my every day for planning and painting and thinking through this. Like today I worked from 5am-1:30pm, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. I am so sick of work. I am disengaging from that place. My thoughts are totally elsewhere, and I would love to devote my preceding few weeks to nothing but planning, but money is my biggest issue here. Anyway, my back is getting slowly better. A couple of trouble spots remain, and my upper back is still really sensitive, but I think I'll be out of here by April 23 or so.

Really ready... and maybe that car crash prevented me from leaving too early. There may be something I'm not supposed to miss.