My wife, Catherine, was in Vancouver for a few days. I stopped blogging - although I instagrammed the shit out of it and I ain't even sorry! It was so good to have her here. To remember how we smile, and laugh, and play. I thought that I'd write a blog about all the fun stuff we did, about the great talks, walks, and thoughts we shared. But I'm not gonna. I'm gonna show pictures instead, and get back to my real blog hustle tomorrow. Seeing Catherine helped pull me out of a small funk. Reminded me why I'm here, what I believe, and how I must treasure each day. She reminded me to get out of the mundane and live in rare air ,and fight to breathe from that elite ozone we both know exists. And to get back to work, even if the work I expect isn't coming to me daily. Go to work sometimes has to mean, go to the work wherever the work is at in that moment. I have work to do. I have an artist to be.