You ever just get the feeling of…”wander”? I just want to be somewhere else, somewhere different. Not particularly because I want to go there, wherever “there” is, but I just don’t want to be “here”. Take me anywhere.
“Here” is where my stress is. “Here” is where I have to work. “Here” is where I’m stuck in my apartment. “Here” is where I can’t be alone. “Here”, things are constantly moving and my soul needs to take a break. But if I stop running the routine while I’m here, then “here” will trample me. I just wanna be at a new “here”, a “there”.
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The week starts. The morning starts. I wake up, get dressed, make my way out the door to the place that allows me to live. The place that allows me to manifest this lifestyle. The place that takes away the very energy I need to live, while giving me the means to live. Putting me in the company of, what undoubtedly seems to be, the very future ahead of me. Breakfast time comes and goes. Lunchtime comes and goes. It approaches the rush hour. My labor is no longer required. I am released from the slavery born of my own volition.
Live a day in my life.
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I am a pure suburban raised kid with a few years of “ghetto” living experience under my built, just enough to retain my “black” license and have slang as my 3rd language. I have no desire to be in those neighborhoods, but I go back for 1 thing, my barbershop .
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