JAVELIN is out today. Thank you for listening. I love you.

This album is dedicated to the light of my life, my beloved partner and best friend Evans Richardson, who passed away in April. He was an absolute gem of a person, full of life, love, laughter, curiosity, integrity, and joy. He was one of those rare and beautiful ones you find only once in a lifetime—precious, impeccable, and absolutely exceptional in every way.

I know relationships can be very difficult sometimes, but it’s always worth it to put in the hard work and care for the ones you love, especially the beautiful ones, who are few and far between. If you happen to find that kind of love, hold it close, hold it tight, savor it, tend to it, and give it everything you’ve got, especially in times of trouble. Be kind, be strong, be patient, be forgiving, be vigorous, be wise, and be yourself. Live every day as if it is your last, with fullness and grace, with reverence and love, with gratitude and joy. This is the day the Lord has made. Let us rejoice and be glad in it.

Thank you. I love you.  XOS

Great location and wheelchair accessible

Looks like I’m getting out of here tomorrow. I’ll continue the work at home and in outpatient therapy. Thanks for following my hospital blog. And thanks for all your prayers and well wishes. Pray for the peace of the world. Be well. Be safe. Be yourself. XOS

Keep it moving

Part of the treatment here includes something called “transcutaneous electrical nerve stimulation.” TENS. I just call it “the zappers……..!” Watch out for them zappers y'all.

Here’s the new single from my album Javelin, “A Running Start.”

More info here.

THANK YOU. I love you. Peace to you.

super stoked about my new Medline © stainless steel toilet commode with padded seat and drop-down arm rests

number 2 is #1 in acute rehab

keep it moving XOS

I want a Michael Graves Stryker TM for Christmas. In cherry red. With turbo. And retractable knee supports. And a cup holder (for oxygen tank). The Porsche 911 of wheelchairs.

Hospital art

My day so far. Woke up feeling trapped, had coffee, panic attack, Ativan, etc., read inspiring book (Escape Routes!), took a bad spill in the parking lot trying to flee rehab hell, sprained ankle and knee, came crawling back into the arms of nurse Michael, only to find ice packs all melted in broken freezer. har har har har har har har har. FML.

…..eventually stole some ice packs from cancer ward

karma’s a bitch

Where wheelchairs go to die

Hospital interiors are a lot of gray and beige so it’s important to create your own color therapy corner.

xo sufjan

Roll with it. Roll. It. Out. Loud.

Therapy Shitzu named Bella. Look alive out there. Xoxo