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Waves

Sometimes I'm OK.

And sometimes I'm not.

It comes in waves.

I have a friend who said he could teach me to surf. He's a good friend. He even helped me pick out a wetsuit.

But mornings are dark and cold. The water is black and loud. I haven't gone with him for those reasons and others.

I imagine him out there, though. Before first light, waiting on top of the water and then gliding over all that tumbling chaos.

I'm scared to do it. But someday, I might have to.

We are cancer

Chris wrote a song and in it he wonders why "we kill ourselves like a cancer."

Collaboration

We've always been interested in women playing a bigger role in the Stillwater Black sound.

Mining

It's been just about two months since we've written anything here. My dad died December 27th, 2017, just two days after our last blog post. God bless him and have mercy upon his soul.