Been a month and half now since I've moved to new digs in Old Town Eureka. Getting adjusted to a new work place has taken some getting used to. New sounds come with it. Might hear a Harley cracking off on the throttle or construction noise. Once I'm in the studio and burning copper I forget where I am and am in the moment. Art is good for the heart and soul, forget about the outside stuff, even just for a little while.