Afternoon BUZZNOTHING
The evening pours in through the windows and I can't believe that another day has gone by. My lady is in my ear. But I don't think I should call her that just yet. Cocky is the evil of change, trying to pull you back into what you did do.
I am not going to get lost in that dark tunnel. Not while the light shines so bright.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I think about writing.
Writing, my life into fortune. Pimping out words, until my ring finger blings. Want it to bling bright too.
A small part of me, dreams this big dream. Big house, ranger rovers, my lover.
I do, I think I am materalistic. The only thing consistent is that other person. To soon to talk about it.
But the afternoon is good. And early evening is even better. Things are going pretty smoothly. I excersized which is the hardest thing for me to do most days.
But I pushed myself and i got there. I have the tools, now all I have to do is execute all of what I know. Every day it feels so much better to be me. When you do the things that will benefit your life, your smile comes from a much deeper place.
She is talking about her day. I really love this part of my day.
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