What you think is great, may not be.
Don’t focus too much on things that don’t matter, and then miss the out on the things that you cannot accept.
If something/someone continually proves to you that they are a certain way.
I need to update the music/remove music from my iPod.
You can’t keep squandering opportunities.
You have to be intelligent in choices.
No sleep really stinks…I hate insomnia.
I think WAY too much, and it feeds into my insomnia…I spent 5 hours last night/this morning thinking about…things.
I’m way too plugged in, I left my one phone at home, and only had one with me…I am too bound by technology. How do I break free?
My journey to self awareness and peace, is awkward. In some aspects I feel headed that way, in others not so much. Hopefully the good with outweigh the bad, and help even things out.
It’s great to see Joi Gilliam.
Still wishing the best for my friend, and hoping she sees what she needs to see, and is not distracted by what she shouldn’t be distracted by.
I feel as if I’m more to other people (family, friends, work) than I am to myself. I need to figure out how to even that out.
I’m elated that Sade and Jay-Z collaborated, one of the better verses this year.
I’m glad I found Mara Hruby’s work, she is very talented, and not hard on the eyes. Great love making music.
Happy for escapes.
I want to enjoy life more.
I’m trying not to bottle things up, and express myself more clearly.
I was truly humbled by the response to my poem last week. Especially since I thought I lost focus. Maybe I do have a talent that I need to home. You can read “i dream in black and white,” here.
There are times you need an escape, and even more where you need a change.
The definition of insanity is doing the same thing and expecting a different result.
I have surprises up my sleeve.
I love smiles, laughs, new music.
Glad for new music by Foo Fighters, TV On The Radio, Mara Hruby, Death Cab For Cutie, The Weeknd…
Imagination is great, reality is better…merging the two, amazing…if you can do it.
Forces are at work at something…who knows what it is.
Sometimes you can use your powers for good. I’ve seen plenty of smiling faces recently.
Sometimes silence is the greatest communication.
It was cool running into friends that have spanned different eras of my life, at an event in support of another friend.
I’m wondering how this Al Horford GQ event is going to affect my life…more on that some time later.
Even more intrigued with 3/13/12 after meeting my friend’s friend.
Do you ever feel that you deserve something?
Life is way to short, to not try to make it amazing.
There is something pulling me.
I hope that I can continue perfecting my craft.
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.