Can you forget how to be yourself...? I've been so consumed (like a tamale from Rosa) with trying to figure out what to do with my life i haven't been living it.
A year ago i would have been riding 5 days a week, painting every night, producing a new track once a month, laughing all the time. Kicking it with the homies, drinking medium cheep wine; the kind with the penguin on it, or the lil monkeys (i think i liked the monkey one better, they were both only about 6$ at Kroger). Why do wine companies use so many animals for logos? Oh and some times i would ball out on a bottle of bonnie dune, mmmm mmm living it up classy.
Anyway, back to living life. I some how stopped doing all the things that gave me joy, the shit that made my life worth living, what it is that made me...... me. By no means have i been living a shitty life, just some how i was loosing sight of who i really am.
Started riding again, and ohhh damn does it feel good; just rolling around for a hour and a half doing 'happy tricks', forgetting all other brain mush (define: brain mush - shit you think about that you don't need to cuz you cant do anything about it) and just letting the bike 'flow with the go".
Primed a canvas a few nights back, mite start on it tonight. If not then some time this week for sure. I have even gotten back to drawing like i use to. DAMN!!! (light bulb above head) I'm an idiot the one thing i always said (when ever i would do a cheesy myspace survey that asked) i enjoyed most in live was creating stuff and i fucking stopped doing that. Idiot face i was.
oh!!! unrelated, "Borat the movie" is coming out this Friday!!!!!! i like, very much.
ill keep this jive semi suto regularly updated with the happenings of my newly found old self.
