one year ago...

rain pours, i ponder....

somewhere between my 40 oz to freedom and this circular little pill lies the spirit of me. i've been officially homeless for over a week. let me tell you, if you ever wonder who your friends are, go ahead and become homeless. it's guarenfuckingteed to help you figure shit out. :)

it's okay, though. i've finally come to realize that the unfairness of life can be so unfair, and you still have to work hard if you want to succeed, anyway. not only work hard, but hustle. LIFE IS A COLD, HARD, HUSTLE. YOU NEVER GET SOMETHING FOR NOTHING. thank you james M. rice. had it right from the beginning. (as usual).

once the 30th hits i'm housesitting again. i have until the 13th to officially find a place. until then it's beg for housing on couches, beds, floors, VW buses, whatever i can get. many thanks, Red Stag for the WI-FI. and the bud light.

when i have four walls, a stove, a toilet, and my cat, i will smile in ease, finally. i think i'm working my third year of pain at this point. but 2010 started beautifully, and i have HOPE, real hope, that this year will be different.

just had to painfully clip away some loose '09 ends, that's all.

goodbye past, hello future.

-hb