Thoughts 💭 while I long for sleep...
I’ve been out of step...out of line.
Separating the wants and emotions like these numbers translate as time.
I’ve been rolling with the currents.
Trying to have a meeting of the mind. Trying to be in sync with my grind.
I’ve been in my bag and out of bullshit notions
Recognizing what it means to you isn’t the same as devotion
I’ve been feeling the pressure of a new decade emerging.
Where nothing is the same and nothing means no thang.
I’ve been trying to discover the reasoning on these thoughts that are constantly swirling in my mind.
It’s as if my subconscious is giving birth to a galaxy of stars, comets, and transits of rhyme.
It’s as if I came back to activate my trine.