Passed this mofo up several times last year. Finally nailed that ass. Boom!
Chillin’ at T2 for a change. Not so bad.
Would this be brilliant or foolish? I’m dreaming of riding my bike in different cities. The current sitch, is, what to do with it once I land. Can’t chain it up or use lockers in airports. Can’t carry it on my back…wtf. In a perfect world, it would fold into a tiny roll like a sleeping bag. Hmmm
I don’t know if I want an email with honesty. Or lies in person.
I feel a bit better after my conversation with Naomi. I was feelin crappy about some info I was given. Now, it’s not that bad. People won’t change. Except it. Live well. Let them get together, it must be meant to be. She must want something. I have my destination.
I want to fly away today… I need to go. Feel the wind in my hair and some junk… Lol. Ain’t going out like that.
So whatcha’ whatcha’ what ya want? What ya see is what ya get.
My Friday started off in a jolt. Turned out to be pretty sweet. Made a few bucks and then got paid a few more. Totally worth the slow rise. Now, it’s time to look ahead. Won’t be a firefighter anytime soon. ….sigh….
Shooting against some classic rap music. It’s funny how my taste in music has changed a ton. Yet I love the old gangsta music from my youth. Roaming the streets and breaking the law was so normal, I seem to forget how crazy it all was. I would go nuts to see my baby even want to try, what I grew up with. Smh, how hypocritical… Art is living.
Scouting a location to shoot more life style.
Twice in one day. I took a quick shot of this street after having to return north twice. Once when I no longer had to pick up gear and I decided to hit a coffee shop in Evanston. Twice when I realized I catch the Foster bus at Berwyn… Ah oops. Once again getting off and returning north. Silly little things that make you see it’s all relative.