earlier:
work.
texting a girl
who i haven't seen in five years.
driving home a coworker,
the copper sun in my eyes.
tonight:
decided not to work out.
decided this night was too good a night to miss.
went to the bro's
listened in on rehearsal for their semi-acoustic show at the house of blues in a week or so
they played a cover song that
unbeknownced to them was a song that
was special to me and my ex
the shins - gone for good
the alternate version was our favorite ('so says i' single)
that was bittersweet..
left
got gas
talked to my friend who works in the station,
bought 4 bottled cokes.
drove home
saw the same black homeless man where he always is
but this time he was doing pushups at a 45 degree angle on a short wall
what a hard motherfucker
grateful that i have a home
grateful of where i am
but that doesn't mean i don't work hard because i do
i work hard for what i want
i gave a coke to my neighbor
i gave a coke to my uncle and my dad
and i had one
you really should get coke in a bottle sometime
it's more special
update on mic:
i need money more than i need a mic
and i wish that wasn't true
music will have to be on hold, recording-wise
i've found other ways to document
the music that flows in and out of my head
because if you create music or any art,
you know that once you forget it
it's gone
but i've got to go
my friend is here
and we're getting mexican food
and it is going to be delish
goodnight.