“
fell hard on my knees again!
sometimes you really need a friend
fast cars goin round the bend!
it ain’t my last time fallin but
imma be ok, ok, ok
imma be ok, ok? Ok! Ok.”
I haven’t written anything in a while that’s struck me like this did. I went over to my friend’s place to work on a song with her and when it came time to listen to the beat, these words rushed to mind.
I’d been (low key) emotionally constipated until that point, trying my best to hold back the grief that’d weighed on my shoulders. Maybe it was the way we did the session that allowed me to enter my flow state. We talked first, then we shared a meal she so graciously prepared, had a little dessert with some tea, and then we sat down to record.
I want that warmth wherever I go. I want to feel at home in spaces where I’m asking myself to alchemize emotions into comprehensible communications.