09/26/2025
I don’t know what to say. I never really do I guess… so I guess I’ll just type it. Thought for thought. Word for word.
I give my mother money for bills every week now. I buy juice, oat milk and bread just about every week. I still f**k up a lot but I’ve been more intentional with my time. I still do the embarrassing things that I don’t want people to see, like everybody else. My embarrassing things might be a bit more drastic. Who knows; I don’t. I still have passion and drive. I still like what I like and love who I love. I cut the grass every two or three weeks. I bought this table home from one of my customers and now it’s on my front porch. I put some water and element resistance on it so it would be okay outside. And for some reason, the tree in my front yard is starting to die. I’m not sure why. My neighbor saw me crank up the grill and he said he was proud.
Here’s why all of this is important: It’s not.
