Recorded on the 5th of November 2020. Felt like a good day. Regaining flow.
I just got off the phone with my grandfather now. And was just present with him. Sunday 8th of November 4:37 pm.
It's good to have him in my life, who knows how long I'll have him for.
Things speak to me at night. And I speak to myself.
Formulating sentences, putting them together. Thinking it all through. I wish I could dedicate all my time to my art. But I am going through what I need to, should and have to go through as it all comes together.
I think of her, always. But not all the time.
Regaining the self.
Anger. A consistency. A rage.
