On the other hand, I was so tired yesterday, I slept with my clothes on.

What happened was, I went to the store for a pint of SoBe Non-Dairy Salted Caramel Ice Cream. Typically, I’m on like a light with desserts but that was actually my dinner. Didn’t take real long for me to spin into a deep slumber.

The only time I’d ever done anything so crazy was a birthday, where I bought myself a mini birthday cake and had it for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Now! Back to the hand I didn’t show initially.

I’m doing my best to pour the best of what time gives me into my art. I don’t know what non-artists do to gain a foothold on the crazy of life. Maybe, just perhaps probably so, they are the very people I must forget to claim the work I must do.

I can chat it up with artist friends for 2 hours easily and not a moment was waisted. But let me talk to anyone outside of that occupation and I’d think about those 2 hours I could’ve been doing something else.

But back to last night’s dinner. I slow cooked some collards and made yams, so I won’t be drunk on sugar this evening. The residuals of it got me hopping topics here but Imma have this all figured out on our next meeting.