Life happens in hyperspeed when you travel to the far
reaches of outer space.
I remember standing in a circle after practice and sharing that
I needed some time off to sort some things out.
There was acceptance and processing there in that circle and at the end
we agreed to a hiatus with no strings attached.
Everyone was free to pursue other projects and we would see what the
future held.
A year and a half later, the four (super)humans that are
SANOMA are making our way back into the surf western mesosphere that we
descended from that night after practice.
The time on terra firma was what I needed. My IV is out now and recovery is in a new and
strengthened stage. It’s time to load up
the protein packs and astronaut ice cream for space exploration again.
What are the odds that four guys with families, full-time
jobs and numerous other responsibilities and pursuits would be able to regroup
and pick up where we left off? Is it by
chance that we have this history chronicled in surf western rock & roll
songs and that we can blast off again without a hitch? Even things like a place to practice (loudly), gear that sounds great and families that support us is amazing.
The journey continues and that is a source of wonder, gratitude and
stoke for me. Like space travel, there are seemingly endless possibilities.
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