i'm feeling

content. not really worried about the pressures that life has to offer me because i really should be used to that by now, if there ever were such a skeleton. listening to this music and escaping which is probably where i'm at...not on earth...somewhere in the spirits praying for all of those around me who just don't understand certain aspects of life. but it's love...all love.

trying to change so many of the things that have been holding me back. "that nigga greg is always late!" *smile* yeah, i am. not on purpose, but it'd started to carry on into my professional space, so i've really been working on it- really. under-estimations, not a fashionable entrace that i was trying to make or anything like that. it'll change. life changes- constantly, so it's no surprise.

dad's back where he's supposed to be. and i can tell he's happy. a great man, but has a weakness that most men have. can control everything else but a pretty face and a smile can get his attention within the blink of an eye, and like i'm working on my timing problem, he's working on this kryptonite of his also. feels good, real good. i've seen it too much, and i see the light shining now. a beautiful light. let it shine, let it shine, let it shine.

one love
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