when love comes running…
… lost in this song. gets me everytime.
i love indie artists. somebody cool shared this song with me. it would mean everything to me…
new.
me. i’m new. i mean. i’m always who i once was, but i’m so different. i look @ the me from elementary, middle, high school, college. i look at all of the “me’s” and it’s astonishing. my interests, taste, intellect, style… it all has evolved. i honestly do agree with the statement of being fine like wine and getting better with time. that statement really holds true with me. every year of my life, i’ve progressed. i know many who’ve done the reverse… they were the man or woman in high school or college and then now… they have kids, their body has bloated, they look a mess, they have no drive / ambition. it’s sad. but me… i just keep climbing the mountain. i can honestly say that i’m at a really good space in my life, and i’m right where i want to be. i feel more beautiful than i’ve ever felt in my entire life. honestly, there have been many times where i didn’t think i was beautiful, although people told me i was. i believe that i am very pleasing to the eye. my soul feels beautiful and my outer space feels beautiful. i have my own business and i’m an Engineer on the side lol. i make good money. i have a good man and a puppy, MegaBite. i don’t think i could’ve scripted a better story. my love for art, culture, and music… boy… it’s at its peak. i feel like i have the finest taste in art, music, life. i mostly enjoy the liberation of it all. when i dress, it’s very free. i put on what’s most comfortable, i mean i could get dressed in the dark and when i look in the mirror, i look slappin’ (that means good lol). i listen to really good music. i go to really cool places, that most may only read or dream about. like the parties, nothing at all like the parties that i’m invited to back home… urban, the same, horrible music. where i go… there are tons of people that look like me.. comfortable, fashionably inclined, stylish. the dj is bobbing his head and scratching, playing a bunch of good stuff… retro / real hiphop, drum and bass, local bands, new wave. everyone’s freely dancing, none of the latest crazes, just moving to the beat, bobbing, twisting, but it’s such a good vibe, no judgements. the walls are full of art and people are mingling laughing… curly fro’s, slick hair cuts, fedoras, suspenders, mini dresses, boots, vintage sweaters…. i mean the whole feel is just out of this world. everything about my life is free… the music is unconstrained, very free. my clothes are free. my relationship is very free. the foods we eat are very cultured, we experiment with foods from around the world. i love my hair, i love my life. being pleased would be an understatement.










