Yesterdays, didn’t matter so much

Yet they are the more sweeter, today

Hope for tomorrow drenched by spiritual rains.

I have the sounds of Boozoo Bajou in flow, ‘Same Sun’. Today is laundry day and im spending 5$ of my last 20$ so i don’t look and smell homeless. Though i am alone and no place to go, i remain as positive as i can be.

The sky is clear and i am remembering something i read about an event outside of our world, something about the sun.

My body is tense, i need a chiropractor in the worst way but my physical therapy session has been moved up again.

Dear sky… Would you clear the air so we may breathe again.

I am imagining a time where nothing mattered and we ran free, maybe somewhere along the beach and we had love on our minds but what was that and how do we recapture such a grand feeling.

Pink Floyd says the song is over and i thought i had something more to say… Not now. Kinda pointless right now.

Cinematic Orchestra is talking about freedom but WE don’t want freedom, WE NEED too much to be free.

Sorry I’m feeling kinda pitiful right now and i gotta finish the wash. I hope you’re okay out there.