...and then Bob Marley said "I wanna love you.."

i soo wanna write something starting with that!
maybe 2marro cuz i'm a lil' drained.

how was your day?
Oh, mine u ask, it was simply behind a desk being a drone. life soo shouldnt be this way. dont get me wrong i kno i have 2 work for money and that whole cycle of madness but i swear my imagination is bigger than my head on some days. period. there are only soo many blogs i can do or so many texts i can send or soo many tweets i can type or hell so many poems i can write before it's just like...now what? but i guess at the end of the day this is probably the difference between a job and a career. cuz at this job i feel like a waste. am i having an office space moment? only in dreams could i be that cool.

music is my savior everytime. when i'm at my whits end a song will come on and then i feel like ok maybe a lil bit longer. example u ask...i have a perfect one, right now. has i type this its making me kinda sad that my 3rd eye is soo sad and then RATM (Rage Against The Machine...why did i abbreviate if i was just going to type it out..only me)Vietnow comes on and my mind drifts again. where does it drift u ask....hell, i dont even know most the time. it just goes to a comfort zone of some sorts and makes everything make sense to me.

like a mental climax or orgasm for the vulgar.