Freedom

The end is in the beginning

Made my longest ride ever on my bike...banged out fifty miles.

I have been stricken with the oh so dreaded Bell's Palsy. I have partial paralysis affecting my left lip and eye. It kicked in last Thursday and won't let go

It doesn't feel so temporary.

Who gets to own me next year? I feel like a slave on the peak of his existence being traded to a new master. I just got used to the way this one beats me!

I survived Monday only to be greeted with a chill on Wednesday. This can't be love... this can't be life.

The weather fits my mood... each raindrop is a problem, and although I used to have an umbrella to shield me from the barrage but it must be broken.

... I'm losing buoyancy... water in my lungs is starting to choke me.

I have to find a new lighthouse... scratch that I need to find a lighthouse to guide me out of these troubled waters I've been treading in...

FAMU parties never fail to let me know how few people I actually knew in college.

...if you want to be free, below the grounds the only place to be...

Life... Who needs it? Matter of fact, who deserves it? Not many that's who.

Hello

Live

I could survive in this environment if i had you.

I wish it was worth it...

I could survive in this environment if i had you.

35 Summers in, trying to let the Sun shine on my path.

We fish diamonds from the Blood Stream of African babies.

DEVELOP EXIT STRATEGY why bother? This will follow me. There's no escape, I'm sure of it. What do the guys in Guantanamo do? Pray? Really, does that sustain?