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Learning how to listen.
Learning how to be even.
Discovering music that I slept on from one of my favorite artists.
Outfitting my youngest nieces.
Reverse jetlag stinks.
Change is good.
Putting people onto music is cool.
With my catalogue, being put onto music is even better.
Are thoughts reciprocal?
Being humble enough to know that after 409 pages, my manuscript needs work.
Accidentally happening upon the Starbucks Coffee that opens my manuscript.
The iPhone Starbucks card app is great.
Certain beliefs and ideas that you hold, don’t always apply to everything/everyone.
Talking is good, but listening and allowing someone to talk can be so rewarding.
I realized that readers of my manuscript have no clue what Keypsiia looks like.
Building relationships with people in my field that I would just know by face alone.
Life is short, moments are fleeting…make everything worth it.
Learning to not to stress on things more than I need to.
Airports excite me because I always know I’m leaving.
Life is cool during those simple moments, the cool clear mind moments.
Everyone should have a theme song, what’s yours?
Life should have a soundtrack.
Seeing Little Dragon live was great, I was kind of surprised that for $15 there were two opening acts and a show that ran into the wee hours. Joi Gilliam’s attendance and seeing De La Soul attend and introduce, was not shabby either.
Concerts on a school night (Tuesday) don’t make for good sleep.
Boats…I still have to warm up to them.
It was great to see a great friend after a long span of years. I hope to not wait that long to see each other again.
The conversation I had on the second leg of my flight back home was the most unexpected, rewarding conversation lately. I’m really trying out this listening thing.
Debating about music is great!!!
It was great to see a former intern (or Trainee as they were termed) after a long time since 2002, doing the same thing I do. And she’s married with children.
Yoshi’s San Francisco Jazz Club is the bomb.

The manuscript Blue Lines is the fictional coming of age narrative of a young California woman Key Yemaya Walker, and her 2 year growing journey through school, love, and life period piece, written by Kenneth Suffern, Jr., taking place at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill between the years of 1997 – 1998. Loosely based on true events, and experiences during that time, told through the eyes and voice of the main female protagonist, a freshman first attending the school.