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Things are back to normal, if not better... I feel good. It was a long week last week, but the beautiful part is this; that was LAST week, and this week is fresh and new and doin' pretty good so far. I wanted to write a few lines and rhymes tonight, but the writing buzz just isn't there... I think I'm still stuck in school mode... that's OK, my last final's tomorrow, and just two quick papers to write after that... then FREEDOM!! maybe I've got a little in me...
Transistions abound with evolutions in full stock
every week's a new level of full system shock
but still I remain, solid like Gibralter's Rock
I have no clue what I'm up to, or what I'm now in
I'd love to be lost at the bottom of a new bottle of gin
but instead i knot my gut and start to ware thin
I dont know where I'm headed, or even how i'll get there
but now it seems clear that it doesn't fuckin' matter where;
all that matters is each moment that i can see, smell and hear.
Transistions abound with evolutions in full stock
every week's a new level of full system shock
but still I remain, solid like Gibralter's Rock
I have no clue what I'm up to, or what I'm now in
I'd love to be lost at the bottom of a new bottle of gin
but instead i knot my gut and start to ware thin
I dont know where I'm headed, or even how i'll get there
but now it seems clear that it doesn't fuckin' matter where;
all that matters is each moment that i can see, smell and hear.