The Necks (TRAVEL) are on the HpMini and I'm back, in earnest, to The Work – though with the added fuckyouness of still being vertical after my greatest fear (my grandfather's death and funeral) came and went: for the first time in my life, I genuinely feel that I don't have a thing to prove; I simply get to be me – whomever that is – though I would give anything to still have him here. But that’s not how life works.