So I'm going to shift away from lofty 'spiritual' post and just treat this place as my blog, or Jefs Blog.
One of my musical projects seems to have ended yesterday. There's a bit of relief from all the resistance I was feeling, but mostly heartbreak. Sometimes you can put a lot of love into something and it just doesn't work out. I'm grieving.
It's been a beautiful summer here. Hot at times, but overall beautiful. I don't know how to appreciate it. I haven't gone to the beach, the river or even the valley. All I'm doing is working on music, working to pay for music, and being of service to others. I'm sad and annoyed. I forgot to have fun again and summer is over.
I teach kids music for part of my living. I refrain from telling them what a shit show music can be. They have dreams. Life hasn't torn up their contract yet.
Today I feel invisible. I've reached that age.
A small victory. I've been intentionally leaving my cellphone at home. I don't like the invisible leash. Last night I was sitting at Troost having a tequila for a nightcap. I kept feeling panicky over not having my Apple product in my pocket. I wanted to broadcast how panicky I felt for not having my phone on me to broadcast bullshit to the world. That was great.
Last week I spent most of the money I worked hard to save on my vehicle getting new brakes etc. so it will be legal in NYC. I'm glad I could afford it but once again I can't afford a vacation. I'm spending the rest on new clothes and jewelry. I need something to feel good.
The irony of it is I have a car to take daytrips. I rarely do. There is always a need to make money.
Bought a necklace with the biggest bling from a very nice Colombian lady on Bedford. That feels good. She offered a nice conversation.
Bought a bracelet from another lady on Bedford. No bracelet fits me. I have really thick wrist. I have a thick neck too and hats generally don't fit me either. But she made one for me on the spot. Rose gold. It's beautiful. We have a conversation about how each of us are custom built. That's the most truth I've gotten in weeks.
New clothes and jewelry rock.
Lately I've entertained the idea of getting a tattoo. A Mayan turtle. I love turtles. Then I read an article about tattoo artist in last weeks Timeout magazine. I realized getting a tattoo will put me in the 'in' crowd. That doesn't sit well with me. So, jewelry it is.
And I like it.
j
One of my musical projects seems to have ended yesterday. There's a bit of relief from all the resistance I was feeling, but mostly heartbreak. Sometimes you can put a lot of love into something and it just doesn't work out. I'm grieving.
It's been a beautiful summer here. Hot at times, but overall beautiful. I don't know how to appreciate it. I haven't gone to the beach, the river or even the valley. All I'm doing is working on music, working to pay for music, and being of service to others. I'm sad and annoyed. I forgot to have fun again and summer is over.
I teach kids music for part of my living. I refrain from telling them what a shit show music can be. They have dreams. Life hasn't torn up their contract yet.
Today I feel invisible. I've reached that age.
A small victory. I've been intentionally leaving my cellphone at home. I don't like the invisible leash. Last night I was sitting at Troost having a tequila for a nightcap. I kept feeling panicky over not having my Apple product in my pocket. I wanted to broadcast how panicky I felt for not having my phone on me to broadcast bullshit to the world. That was great.
Last week I spent most of the money I worked hard to save on my vehicle getting new brakes etc. so it will be legal in NYC. I'm glad I could afford it but once again I can't afford a vacation. I'm spending the rest on new clothes and jewelry. I need something to feel good.
The irony of it is I have a car to take daytrips. I rarely do. There is always a need to make money.
Bought a necklace with the biggest bling from a very nice Colombian lady on Bedford. That feels good. She offered a nice conversation.
Bought a bracelet from another lady on Bedford. No bracelet fits me. I have really thick wrist. I have a thick neck too and hats generally don't fit me either. But she made one for me on the spot. Rose gold. It's beautiful. We have a conversation about how each of us are custom built. That's the most truth I've gotten in weeks.
New clothes and jewelry rock.
Lately I've entertained the idea of getting a tattoo. A Mayan turtle. I love turtles. Then I read an article about tattoo artist in last weeks Timeout magazine. I realized getting a tattoo will put me in the 'in' crowd. That doesn't sit well with me. So, jewelry it is.
And I like it.
j
Wow. A fellow named Steve Finnell just put a bunch of bible junk on this page. Please respect my boundaries and stay away from my page you twat. Thank you, Jef
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