In Between Dreams

I envy Jack Johnson. What a cool bloke. Pretty sick dude and can pick up a guitar and play stuff like this. I remember vividly being introduced to him by my uncle. I must’ve been about 5. This is a song I throw on when I need the world to slow down a little. Things move too fast sometimes, and a little Jack Johnson grounds me and reminds me of who I am and what I want to do. I might just have some banana bloody pancakes for breakfast tomorrow.