I had the oddest need to blog at this exact moment. Not really sure why. I’m sitting here faded, listening to Kid Kudi, with a blistering migraine. Strange? So many things racing through my mind, so many dreams I have…with no direction. I feel an uncharacteristic sense of pressure, like I’m standing face to face with life, daring me to make a move for the better, but I’m hesitant.
This was spare the moment, mixture of physical pain and mary jane. But nevertheless, it was real and personal.