They say "passion doesn't last" in relationships, but then you see these couples who have been married 30, 40, 50 years and still look like they're dating. They're either truly obsessive, or have found a different way to make it last.

I found rooftop access to my apartment complex. Don't tell. I've been going up there lately and romanticizing about all the endless possibilities of the space. Everything from poker games to string lights, to dance parties to moonlit dinners.

I've been having a lot of late nights lately. When I finally get back to campus, I park a few blocks down, and find myself walking through campus streets. Wrote this on the walk back tonight.

Sang a version of this song for my girlfriend at the time, during a talent show in high school. Made a new version of it tonight.

This is a second version of a song I began a few days ago. Received some feedback on the first version, and cleaned up the chorus and clarified the overall story. Same original message behind the song, just a stronger visual theme to help portray the meaning of the song.

Sitting in my apartment. Replacing RAM on my computer. Thinking about how we all have "slots" and everyone we meet, who becomes a real friend, takes one. And with that, it's our responsibility to help others by replacing their old, corrupted memory

I was in line and saw this girl. Thought it was her. First song written on ukulele!

My brother stays current about the things happening in the world. Mostly it's bad news. He calls it being aware and vigilant. Sometimes I ask him to catch me up about how bad things are. It's not that he worries; he truly wants love to prevail.

Couldn't sleep one night, recorded this live with the "Voice Memo" app on my iPhone.