it isn't that today was a bad day. it was one of those days when, you know, things come to a head. and, as the universe would have it, no one else would facilitate what everyone knew was a firestorm that had been brewing for months.
'so a classic mess ... but the driver only made me pay 50 cents for the ride home. iPod is dead but the couple in the back of the bus are amusing enuff. too many thoughts that i may need to forget to have because reality is what it is and there's not much any of us can do about it except for whatever we think about doing in the moment.
do your best, be impeccable with your word ....
it is simply amazing how many peeps are on this bus ... and serious chronic behind me. you know there's a revolution when you can light on up and pass it on the bus. Adam was cute, a model, out doing an event ... invitations you just have to respond to after all, what if that's the party?'
it is merely just another day i woke up breathing on planet earth and maybe i did something good.
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