Let me not say feel like dancing, I am dancing.
I skipped, shuffled, and criss crossed down the street on my way to the bus today.
It’s a gray day here in L.A. but the sun makes an appearance every now and then.
It’s chilly with moments of warmth so you’re either shivering or sweating;
a funny place this is.
Either way, my day has begun as I make my way towards work.
A boy made googly eyes with me while walking off the bus like that would do anything.
I appreciate his effort though, honestly.
It’s Thursday and I am dancing.
Tomorrow is Friday and I couldn’t be more ecstatic.
I record ThirdEyeCyphs and get to see my love. Then, the weekend. How nice.
We’ve moved over the hump of Wednesday and I wouldn’t be able to tell the difference if you asked.
The days continuously blend into one another while my mind remains fixated on my goals and God.
Can I ask for anything more?
A better life?
A sunnier day?
Life is wonderful and I hope no matter what is happening to you in yours, you can see it too.
Because this existence is sacred.
You are sacred.