Hello Internet Friends,
I've realized that I don't work well under pressure...well, let me rephrase that: I can produce decent work while under pressure but I produce even more fire shit when I'm doing my own thing.
So in my last letter, I mentioned writing and I started thinking, as tomorrow is check-in day, I really want to do a radio type thing though! It's eating at my creative itch like a tick in heat...(I've never witnessed a tick in heat but I can't imagine the itch it may...produce? Provide? You know what I mean! lol) Where is this going?
So what if I just do my thing, super low key, not for recognition but for the love of it...it will be so beautiful and so me and so real and so...PERFECT. That's why I can't finish shit, I get nervous when I'm creating for production, but for the love of it? I could just pour my little emerald heart glitter all over the world for the love of it! I feel it. I'm not doing this shit for entertainment, that's when it got weird and scary for me. When I didn't think anyone was watching, I had a blast typing in my journal...a real flippin blast. I don't want other's opinions and advice. I don't want to be liked or agreed with or argued with. This is my life, it already happened. And I'm sharing it, with myself, reflectively...although through a publicly accessible network. And? And, so what?
Changing up all my shit on yall...yep, I'm back in the virtual flesh. I had a true self-analysis and realized I was lowkey having an identity crisis. But, I'm straight now...
Ok so what I'll be doing is just talking shit like I do on here lol but it'll just be some self reflective type stuff. I'll do it for myself.
And on that note, enjoy this accurate illustration of my life right now:
I've realized that I don't work well under pressure...well, let me rephrase that: I can produce decent work while under pressure but I produce even more fire shit when I'm doing my own thing.
So in my last letter, I mentioned writing and I started thinking, as tomorrow is check-in day, I really want to do a radio type thing though! It's eating at my creative itch like a tick in heat...(I've never witnessed a tick in heat but I can't imagine the itch it may...produce? Provide? You know what I mean! lol) Where is this going?
So what if I just do my thing, super low key, not for recognition but for the love of it...it will be so beautiful and so me and so real and so...PERFECT. That's why I can't finish shit, I get nervous when I'm creating for production, but for the love of it? I could just pour my little emerald heart glitter all over the world for the love of it! I feel it. I'm not doing this shit for entertainment, that's when it got weird and scary for me. When I didn't think anyone was watching, I had a blast typing in my journal...a real flippin blast. I don't want other's opinions and advice. I don't want to be liked or agreed with or argued with. This is my life, it already happened. And I'm sharing it, with myself, reflectively...although through a publicly accessible network. And? And, so what?
Changing up all my shit on yall...yep, I'm back in the virtual flesh. I had a true self-analysis and realized I was lowkey having an identity crisis. But, I'm straight now...
Ok so what I'll be doing is just talking shit like I do on here lol but it'll just be some self reflective type stuff. I'll do it for myself.
And on that note, enjoy this accurate illustration of my life right now:
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