So trying to feel normal again. Cooking feeding writing and creating a new energy. I was real down these past months but moving into a new crib out the city has surely made a difference. I got a crazy from my pad. It’s mad therapeutic. Fiends wanted to crash here but am not having that. Can’t deal with slackers who just wants to drink and smoke. I gotta get my rhythm back and they basically poison that. I mean i still hang with them in the city but not in my sanctuary. I gotta keep it kosher and artistic. Just the way I am. I need my solitude to fix my head. Mad important for my well being. No one will take care of your sanity. The onus is always on you to rise above the fray.
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