Leaving Portland.

Part one:

I washed some dishes but I didn't take out the trash... Lol.
I cried and and smoked and downloaded some shows.

I sent some farewell texts to friends in Portland and other places. Right now, I feel like I'm righting some wrongs. I'll miss Portland, truly. This is the end of a particular time in my life, in which I needed a story, some independence, and to push my little ego around...

Then I grew up a bit.

Seeing things, saying things, loving people, making songs, quitting jobs, stopping communication, breaking through barriers, and yes, gaining humility... they all have outcomes. Ill miss this part of my life. I even threw away notebooks and pads from college. I want re-birth. It was like being possessed, like a zombie moth to a flame.

I want family.
All board, making beats and traveling...