I guess when you’re locked up and have no one to talk to, your mind has a little breather and your creative juices start flowing again. I had spent almost a year without a thought to record, and today this is my second one and counting.
Ever since Kony mind-fucked us, you hadn’t seen the light of day! Welcome back to my life. It’s pretty screwed up how the Kony thing died down in my mind… I was so enthusiastic to help. I jumped in as quick as I could, told the people that matter most to me, and here we are, mid-September, and not a sign on where the bastard could be. And I don’t think of him unless I stumble upon that t-shirt I bought… Many times I feel I have no power to help them. I didn’t feel like I did by getting a bracelet, I didn’t feel like it when I donate $10 dollars to the cause, and now that it’s just a memory, I don’t even feel there’s anymore hope for those poor children. The media fed me so many opinions, so many images at once; all my head did was just shut the thought of the whole thing down. But all in all, even if every month my bank account is overdrawn because of it, I’m glad that I still have the automatic donations to the Kony 2012 program; because if they do catch the asshole, I can say I did care… at least for a while.
Sooo, back to reality! I pretty sure you’re expecting anecdotes about someone, or a mute, or a fruit, or maybe that one person you love…
Yep Emerald, you know me all to well. But I want to keep the juices flowing, so that’ll be for another entry.
Let’s talk about something else for a change..
