sunday was quiet time

didn’t answer my phone really. “it bees like that sometimes…” right?

im goin through many changes but i know they are for the better… i’m getting my wings back that used to make me fly to the highest platform and look above all the stuff that didn’t align with my prosperity.

the mundane
the ‘logic’als
the dream-killers
the stuff that fits inside everybody’s mental BOX.

yeah- that’s what it’s giving these days…

imma do me and while i AM respectful of my loved ones, this year will not be about explaining myself or dimming my life[light,glow] for the comfort of the observer’s eyes.

put some shades on or something… cuz mama doesn’t have a power switch this time.