Fender Rhodes

You know the place where you're able to be relaxed enough, to be distracted enough, to do enough of what you do, so that you can just hit that flow state and not be so stuck in a state of mind.

The shower:

I can’t turn my head

At the sound of every beep

I can’t change my ways

At ever new philosophy

There’s so many opinions

Ideological dominions

I’m embodying myself

Everyone’s offering help

With common indecision

I don’t feel closed off

It’s good to be open

Unsolicited information

Is the currency of the nation

So I often go deep inside

And find a quite place to hide

I detect so much frustration

been pulled in all directions

Everything Everywhere

You can recalibrate your way

If the way was your own

I think we perhaps

Hate being alone

Like we must take a friend

Or anyone who will hear

But will they really listen

Some ears project their fears

From the depths of our hearts

Hopefully where we start

Can a shipwrecked ship

Build its own arc ?

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Mother-in- Laws guest bathroom

Ocalla, Florida

A quiet sketch.

Slow movement, soft focus, space to breathe.

Made late, recorded in one pass.

Thinking bout this

Thinking bout that

So many options I could choose.

Paralysis sitting still.

Thinking of how I feel.

I don't wanna lose.

But I can't win much.

Old pains I just want to heal.

I wanna come through in the clutch.

And always on the regular.

So many opportunities.

Always thinking bout bills

I can't sell myself out

We gotta pay rent on this house.

I need to chill

Try to slow mind down

I'm standing in the kitchen

My brain is running all around

The Driver drove and the rider road.

Messing round driving uber.

In this 90 degree angle.

I need some more paper.

And some prayer for my back.

We quit driving 18 wheelers.

Can't get that time back on my clock.

Plus niggas always late.

Wearing mitch match socks.

I'm back applying for some jobs.

And just restarted up my locs.

I'm on another journey.

But this feels a little different.

It feels like the beginning.

Did I mention.

It's like I'm a kid again.

Taking lessons on violin.

Grown ass man

Learning with kids in third grade.

It's kind of interesting.

Not worrying but getting paid.

It's like I'm free.

From the programming and addictions

Social media, marketing, promotional

Writing again... maybe songs soon ...I'd like that... it'd be fun to have people to share special moments with.