My post title is inspired by EPMD’s song “It’s My Thing” from their “Strictly Business” album 1988. Why you ask, because I am listening to it now & it’s the shit & has been for 20 years. While I am thinking about it, I remember when my mamma gave me $10 so I could be the cassette at the gas station on the end of my block. I played that tape to death. I will never forget the moment when I realized that they were sampling Aretha Franklin’s “Rock Steady”, I was such a Naive rap fan. Anyway, this has nothing to do with nothing.

Back to reality: I feel this (image me pinching my finger closely with a little bitty space in between) close to having artistic representation but yet it seems so far way.

I hate waiting, I hate being patient, I hate jumping at every phone call, I hate checking my email every 5 damn minutes.

Don’t people know that I am the shit? Well, actually, I am the only who feels this way but still.

Oh well, I guess good things come to those who wait.

On another note, I got my new lenses so I have been wearing my glasses all night to make me feel smarter.