Follow up to tonight:
I was sitting in my car in a constant state of boredom. woke up, turned around, made that hip hop bag a waggady lag a dip bop doop of a trip to the library and once inside, submerged my essence into edward weston and alan watts. we're all watchers, spectators of life, and when we make art, we are just creating things we see in creative, jazzy flavors that other little beams of light can look upon and smile and dance to. you can not give a fuck too and hey badda doop thats alright too.