|I'm Too tired For Anything To Matter
||[Feb. 27th, 2012|10:11 am]
So much on my mind. It's the kind of stuff that needs to be recorded because the details are precise. I'll begin to forget them a little more every day.
It's also hard to find new music. I know maybe, one other person who I can share msuic with and new stuff. I'm out here on the web and in local publications looking for the new hot ish.
I'm not in a big circle of music freaks.
Not to mention nobody I talk to on a daily basis is into hiphop the way I feel about it and pay attention to it. I can't share that shit with no one. Nobody around me cares.
So many things I enjoy by myself.
But that's fine.
The winter is wrappin up. Typical Florida winter in my eyes. Odd colds streaks. Rain. Lots of wind. Dropped into the 30's a few times. Cold in the morning, hot once the sun comes out. Then it gets cold again.
Spring and sweat is on thew way. I already see's the trees around me doing crazy things. Brown to green.
I wish I had bigger biceps.
I should brush my teeth.
I gotta get down to the bike shop and pick up those free rims I was offered.
I chose the sloth moniker for a reason.