Simple in form, yet complex in reality. Sometimes shT is more difficut than it needs to be, whereas other times it ain't that serious. Yet, passion, drive, desire, motivation, and guts don't just magically appear. You've got to be pushed, shoved, nudged, inspired, motivated, or rejected, lauged at, stifled, held back, hindered, or deflated. There has to be some impetus for the direction in which pople travel. Some like the comfort of safety and stablity and the warmth of the known. Others opt for the road less traveled, the spooky shT in dem back woods, the other side of the tracks. I constantly come in contact with people I either grew up with, went to high school with, or just used to know at some point in my life pior to now. And it is a wondrous thing to see the path that some take to get where they are or need to be headed. Some push the envelope and chart their own course as the cliche goes. Others say fuq it and do their thing. So I'm gonna stick to my guns and rep for what I need to be reppin.
Still no text for the essays though. Oh well. Fuq it. Next.
The past seven days have seen me go to sleep much later than usual, thus leaving much more dazed during the day than usual as well. On some straight dopefiend shT with my eyes flickering at the night sky, taking pictures of the Charles River as the morning sky awakes to a new day. Maybe I should take a trip to Asia or something. So I can really get into my element and enjoy a daytime that matches my nightime. Now there's a novel idea. (thinking) But then again, the flight will probably wear my a$$ out. Hell, I should get another job on the side. Maybe I can revert back to the super hustle days of '99 when I used to do the graveyeard shift at the telly at head to class afterwards. (thinking) On second thought, maybe I should call up the connects and cop a spliff. (thinking) Hmmm, not to bad. Might have to work that out. Some L in my system might help me relax a bit and go back to being cool, calm, collected. Some shT is just not going the way I would have hoped they would. For one, after all the issue with the whip, why did yet another hedache pop up tonight. And to think AAA wouldn't be able to top the consecutive migranes they inflicted in December. BUZZZZ!! Wrong like a mutha. But hey, I'm alive and well, I woke up this...yesterday morning, and I stil have all of my teeth. The kiddo is healthy without any debilitating disorders and work keeps me very busy. So who am I to complain. There's people starving to death, getting shot at, and living without dreams.
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