The Birth of the Cool....
The birth of the cool is the beginning of the chill.
What I mean is this...
I'm more alone now then I've ever been because I've intentionally pulled out of my cycle.
The plan: Make a more organized and worldly person in the mirror.
The truth: Bullshit.
A new circle.
An unfamiliar chain.
Change.
The plan: I'll have more time to explore and create.
The truth: I'm fuckin' scared to be alone.
I can't help but smoke in the house.
The reality: I'm well versed in the morals I'd like myself to partake in. I would like to devote time to making myself a better person: emotionally, physically and mentally. The truth is, I'm so caught up in the past sometimes I can't help but reflect. I go nowhere.
I know better.
So I learn some simple songs. I write about myself. I think about finishng the unfinished. I kick myself in the ass and hope for a sudden rush of creative energy. Then...
I wash the dishes and go to work, again.
What I mean is this...
I'm more alone now then I've ever been because I've intentionally pulled out of my cycle.
The plan: Make a more organized and worldly person in the mirror.
The truth: Bullshit.
A new circle.
An unfamiliar chain.
Change.
The plan: I'll have more time to explore and create.
The truth: I'm fuckin' scared to be alone.
I can't help but smoke in the house.
The reality: I'm well versed in the morals I'd like myself to partake in. I would like to devote time to making myself a better person: emotionally, physically and mentally. The truth is, I'm so caught up in the past sometimes I can't help but reflect. I go nowhere.
I know better.
So I learn some simple songs. I write about myself. I think about finishng the unfinished. I kick myself in the ass and hope for a sudden rush of creative energy. Then...
I wash the dishes and go to work, again.