I do have a conscious...

It seems the things we think about a lot in the back of our minds come to pass. Shit, I just had this talk with Scott about the christian ideology of, "As a man thinketh in his heart, so is he." I'd say I don't necessarily agree with that 100% but maybe what it means for me is that whatever I leave brewing in my mind will eventually manifest itself. They say you can achieve anything if you put your mind to it, and it would appear that recent events are proof of that.

I did something selfish yesterday. Better said, I did everything selfish yesterday. I'm glad I did what I did to get kicked in the hallway. I'm glad I called my cousin. I'm glad I got wasted. On a more sensitive note, I'm glad we talked. We'll still be friends. Because something I could never bring myself to say out loud but could easily type here is that nothing that serious could ever revert to just being acquaintances. I'd call us friends, even though I can't say it to you.

Relax with the give me back,
Red Hook where we livin' at.

John Trent gave me words to live by yesterday. He said, "Act cool." Act cool? Damn straight. Just act cool. I've made my comeback. And I couldn't be happier. I do have a conscious, but it's as though it's finally in harmony with what I do. Life just doesn't get any better than that.

On a closing note, it's not arrogance if the 10 minute rule is in effect.

Definition - Blackstar