Happiness began on the stem of a musical note. I had always pursued it in my sleep, this of course causing an unsteady relationship with anyone around me during the evening hours. For the record, when I say pursue I mean it in the sense of “walking down a dark alley following an exquisite sound. Dubious of what may lie at alley’s end, I still pursue this sound”. 06/2004 - Gianni http://www.giannicalvert.com http://www.bonsaibeats.com