Just the other day I was thinking about making this blog and writing about how I was waiting for my results for the sleep apnea test. The test that I had been waiting for a month for the results. It’s the only thing, for now, that was holding me back. Well, April 19th I got the results which stated that I had no evidence of sleep apnea like I had been thinking since they diagnosed me with it in October.
It feels like a burden has been lifted off my shoulder. I’m so close to being submitted to the committee. During the bariatric surgery process, you have to be submitted to a committee that decides when you can have the surgery and I’m just a few steps away from there.
It feels like I just released Poetic Gift and I’m already closing the door on another project. 20 tracks in but I don’t feel like it’s complete yet. After these last 2 then I’ll start chopping it down to a good 12 songs for this project.
As far as performing. I’m slowly making my way there. Going to busboys and poets and being in the atmosphere makes me want to get up there. But I’m still held back by the fear. I’m encouraged a lot about it but I’ll just go when I’m ready. I don’t want to rush and mess up.
I just wanted to vent for a second. So I thought I’ll bring this back. Sometimes it’s good to vent out loud and clear your mind and get a good assessment of what’s going on. Like always like, comment and subscribe to my mailing list to stay updated on my blog posts. Follow me on all social media platforms.
Let’s Talk About It: Police
I honestly feel like there are good cops out there. We just only see the bad. When you scroll through your timeline all you see is cops beating or shooting someone. You don’t see cops making a normal arrest for a crime. You see the bad officers. There’s good and bad in every situation. We can’t judge if we only see the bad.
Sometimes it’s also different from viewpoints. What you see from your side of town is different from what I see on my side. You see a hero and often times I don’t. I see the boogeyman. I get how some would say what about the people in your neighborhood or the people that look like you?
Oh yeah, they’re dangerous as well. I will never put them off as not dangerous. But if I get killed by my neighbor, my family could rest better knowing that my killer was found and put behind bars for life. The police, on the other hand, will live their life lavishly. While my family grieves over my death. Knowing my killer is out there living freely.
Or maybe not. Not everyone is the same. Is another statement I wanted to make. Officer John is not the same as Officer Mike. Just like I’m not the same as my neighbor. That’s it for this Let’s Talk About It. Like, comment and subscribe to my mailing list. View my previous posts until tomorrow.