#newyearsday2015

[edgeofrealityx3]

When @ashcostello says your picture is the best one of the day, so happy I met you guys again , thank you for making another year at warped tour so great! @nydrock #warpedtour #newyearsday2015 #couldntbehappier ehappier

[anartrevolution]

January 2

Good morning. It says I have 6 minutes to type. Maybe it'll change. Yesterday. Again another shocking day. I woke early. Like 6 something. Went to Starbucks to get drinks for Lunchbox and me. Went over to his place and hung my art. My first official artshow for public viewing. These walls are intense with lots of things. Of course Welcome to the inside of my brain. I think in Vegas I want a gallery. Want to get to talk to people about it more. Would be good for me. If rent is cheap. Feel it out. Same with the dudes I talk to. Boundaries. Don't let people get wrapped in their head of what something is. What something isn't. Just be. Last night at the party... Met a new friend. He knew lunch through a craigslist ad he'd posted. Just moved from upstate New York where he worked on a farm. Plans to go back in June and do his pizza truck there. On a personal journey. He's been practicing Buddhism for 15 years. Encouraged me to get deeper in the Darhma. I can see it and agree. I am ready for this naturally. Teaching him things he didn't know necessarily. But where did I learn them from I wonder. They are engrained. Universal Truths. Last night I was preaching. It was cool to stumble upon things. But before the party that evening headed to yoga for 108 Sun Salutations to start the new year off with a bang. It was such a beautiful practice. Took 50 minutes. In the middle it was almost like what the fuck did I get myself into. And then the feelings passed. Like waves. Getting into a meditative state. The purpose of the asana itself is to get us there. What if we can do it on our own. This is called meditation. I need it more. Same with physical exercise. I am fired up and ready to explode. Doug pointed it out to me. It's what my body is craving. Came home. Got ready. Went to the grocery store for carrots, hummus, and donuts. At the Mueller Center HEB as I was getting donuts an employee was standing there talking to me. He had just unloaded a cold food'a truck and was frost bitten. Was it me that smelled good. Ha. Maybe? We chatted for a minute after he confirmed that I was alone and a boyfriend wasn't going to come beat him up. I said I'm solo and too crazy for most everyone. Loco! He wanted to know more. It was a cute fun convo and I was on my merry way. The party was nice. Fairly intimate. Friendly people. A girl acknowledged at one point when Doug and I were taking that we are two bright shiny lights. Personalities and who's who. How does everyone respond. Giving attention and getting it in return. Musicians aren't only there to serve people but they put themselves on pedistals. Egos. It's the ultimate challenge for everyone. Be free of them and we are free. I have art to prove it exists. In my mind and in reality. 0:00 how is my computer still on? Time is supposed to be up but it's letting me keep righting..

[blove212]

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When #TomStephan is playing your track at #mansion and your in the back lip syncing it! 😂😂😂 too funny! 😜 #genesis #tracyyoung #miamibeach #southbeach #newyearsday2015 (at Mansion Nightclub)