My whole life spent searching relentless for adulthood. No I'm force-grown and well fed. I had sent out misery signals over angels and airwaves. I procrastinate less in these latter days. All work, all sleep, all eat. No beef. Lack of drama and a future baby-momma.
I like it like this. A pentatonic hum--rolled on my snare--drum. I drink a beer for sleep before i brush my teeth. I wake up for work like my middle name was "Good Sleep". And this winter we're moving out. Found a house by my job. No more pushing papers for the stoner mob. And I found a new release in peace of mind and clarity.
Ten minutes of rock drumming every day before I'm on my way. I stretch when i wake up and it works out just fine. I am still trying to call Trisha sommmmmetime, because this friendship is crack and i can't get enough of her back!!!!
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Really, call me sometime please.
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