sometimes i forget the magic tricks

that got me here

that make me me

that make me better than the others

that make me sparkle a little on the lineup

and one of those things is

incredibleness.

what happens is i get hella impatient and assume that just because one plus one is working out, that two plus two should be right in the pocket too

but they are mutually exclusive.

and constantly changing. see it’s not even 2 plus 2 any more it’s 3 times ten.

everythings constantly moving and spinning and growing and mutating. youre old enough to know that curveballs not gonna hit you.

and if it does youve got a helmet on.

walked through DTLA tonight alone, eating from a bag of funyuns feeling good.

maybe a little too good.