makememagnate.

There’s something about all of this that gets me frozen. I think of all the things I wanna write and excitement fills my nerves but now that I’m here, it’s almost anti-climatic. A lot can happen in one month, maybe two, hell when was the last time I was here? A whole lot of growing too. Change and progress as well. But doesn’t that always happen? It’s unnatural to be sitting still, walkng withOUT a purpose, if you did, wouldn’t you get bored? Maybe that’s why I’m having such difficulty on this thing. Too caught up in the flow of everything to demand it to pause for a second so I can write my two sense about it. Can’t help but just be mesmerized in it all. Between my new (about to be old) job, my promotion in the nightlife, one of my best friends getting deployed to Afghan, my relationship or lack there of with my man, my mom getting sick, getting sick myself, and all these projects I get myself into I think I can only state one thing: DAMN AM I PROUD OF MYSELF. I’ve come such a long way from all the bullshit. Forget about getting my head above water I feel as if I’ve found my own Cloud 9 and I’m just cruising. Never giving up was one of the best advices I could ever give myself.

But then there’s the one about always having good energy, the other that demands channeling it all into positivity, and some other shit that requires me to just p a c e myself. Yeah, I think I’ll do that. Take my tme. There are only so many stories I’d love to share with you in the hopes that somehow you’ll all benefit as well, that I just wanna burn the candle slowly…We wouldn’t want your heads to blow up now. So yeah, I’ll do that. One, story, thought, question, at a time.

And if you’re willing to stick around and be my audience? Without a doubt you won’t regret it. My greatest gratitudes go out to you for hearing me out. Hope you’re all doing well, chins up, nothing is ever that bad. Just gotta remember that only good can come out of it.

Over and out.