Back From Hibernation

I sometimes wonder and then can’t stop wondering, my mind taking complete control, locking out all other functions. That’s really all I do at times, staring blankly into the middle of this lustrous illustration interpreted from my two very own eyes. Wondering about me, what I’m doing, what I’m not, the decisions I’m making, the potential progress that I’m envisioning. I’m using the holidays as an excuse, a lie, a cover up, a plan to justify my absence from productivity. A break, just a small one, but I’m sitting on my ass and getting restless, I get these ants in the pants, slowly becoming impatient and quiet. “I’m feeling a new deck of cards.” eVo. I’m feeling, and almost sad that I’m not reaching hard or long enough. I listen for inspiration searching for the signs and realizing that coincidence can make or break you and thinking too much is just a dagger in an already broken heart. Not implying, but feeling a taste for reasons unknown to me. I need to move, run, bike, fly, breath fresh, sweat the dirt out my veins. I can’t stop. So many places to go, people to meat, conversations to be conversed sights to see. Free spirit.

Citizen Cope… since I’m the adjective king lets attempt to describe what my ears hear…

Wonder and amazement, intrigued, still, quite with loud words and relaxing beats, almost memorizing, trance but not trippy, mellow, real nice, real not fake, truth, innocent yet intelligent, human. Truthfully, his music is fucking amazing. It has that umphhhh separating from the rest.

Sorry for the lack of words recently, but for those who still have faith, I highly appreciate… primo