As much as I've come to hate Mr. Kanye West, the above lyrics have always been some of my favorites (from his song, "Family Business").
There are truly days where you wake up and things just go your way all throughout the day. You're in rhythm, in sync, in luck, and in tune.
today
was one of those days.
I feel like instead of the little details today, I'm going to remember the big ones. I mean, fuck it's been a perfect day.
(amazing love, buzzed while shooting guns in the country, big burritos, swimming with pals, perfect carnitas, dollar scoop, and lots of meteors.)
I'm nervous. Scared. Unsure. But...hopeful.
I've kept myself grounded for as long as I possibly can, and
I think I'm ready to liftoff.
May the good times continue.
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