8:06am. Working in Inglewood this morning. I see another client at noon. I don't know if it's this mercury retrograde or just my nerves but my thoughts have been racing the past few days. Thinking about old conversations and situations that aren't serving me. When I was painting yesterday though, that felt good. I don't remember thinking about anything. Just art. Maybe I'll try to paint some today before I leave here for my other client. Anyway, have a good day today.
Love yourselves.
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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