Create.Evolve

Tonight, as I lay in bouch, I realize how many things around me I have to be thankful for. I have such beautiful friends. They are the kind of friends you would die for if it meant for a better outcome on their end. I have my family, which consist of a small, more intermediate circle such as my dad, mother, sister, nieces, and soon to present nephew. I also have a new friend,  a very close friend. One that I find myself so intrigued by, that I can’t seem to keep one steady thought on anything or anyone besides them. My mind is flooded with hope. Hope for a base, a foundation. Something worth building on. I hold no interest in building a faulty structure, and I sense this feeling is mutual. With that being said…. Im stoked out of my fucking mind. I can’t wait to see my new friend again and or that I am thankful.

Today I realized that I am ready to pursue, if the pursued is pursuable. Yes, thats what I said.

We finished mixing today, so it seems the CD is actually going to be made. Holy fuck.  

I set foot into the luminescent glow, with disregard to loss of sight. With eyes propped wide, I towered above the man I saw myself as before. Seeing myself from such an angle gave me an overwhelming sense of peace, but more so, a strong spark of motivation. I will do the things I need to do to become the man I want to be. Let my legs be weary, let my eyes drag the ground, let my feet hold the weight of any burden on my shoulders, so that I can see what its like to let my heart guide the way out the wreckage and on to safe ground.

I can’t seem to let my eyes close. I want to do it again. Such beautiful heights. 

“Little chicken in the wind blow”….. yes.

Today is my mothers day. With this being said, I really need to go see her. I have no phone at the moment to call her, and I work at 12, so I hope she doesn’t think I forgot about her. I really suck at keeping in touch with my family. 

I have a pain in my back that will not rest. Sleeping on a bouch (bed-couch for those who are unaware..) every night isn’t helping. I can’t sit still for two seconds without wanting to lay on my stomach in agonizing pain. Its time to find a place to call home.

Life is a constant line of events. Every breath we take affects the next one to come, so shouldn’t we all be more careful of how we breathe? Its so unbelievable to think that my life is heading in a positive direction right now, but for some reason I find myself believing that it is. I will breathe without caution. 

Excitement is a fitting word. 

Today when I arrived at R.R. I clocked on A.S.A.P. I was then the only server on, seeing as how I was the afternoon closers relief. Within the first thirty minutes I had nine tables… at once. It wasn’t bad though, and gave me a chance to make some duckets and impress my managers. I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel somewhat accomplished. 

Burger King, oh how I have missed you. My goal is to get food in my stomach, get to work on time, and start saving up for an iphone. May the duckets flow like a heavy stream of water off the side of a mountain, and straight into my pockets.