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| Well done. It is a year ago since I closed my store and became a total shit head. After moving 9 times and pissing off anyone who told me I had to work, I'm ready to move into my own place here in L.A. I still do not have a job. My music and art have taken me to a place I'd rather be, broke and smelling bad most of the time. It will make baths seem like the best thing a man can do, so it will give you perspective on life. Work? Fuk money, don't need it or want it. I have two bags and two guitars, many songs. Most people hate me and I'm going no where, but the two or three people who still know me, they love me. True Love. Unconditional. It is scary knowing that you are putting yourself at risk, and most people won't respect your choice. I am not homeless, I am Home free. I just suggest you stick to healthy food and watch what you say and what you put in yourself. It helps to do the things you know you should be, even if life(people) tells you you can't. Actors, artists and musicians are mostly doomed. The bogus corporate zombies are everywhere, ready to hate on your ass right when you find something sweet. |
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