I don’t even know where to begin! This has been one of the best experiences of my life, so far.
I basically spent an entire week living out the lifestyle that I’ve always wanted. Late nights and early mornings just eating, sleeping and breathing music. There’s something so special about getting wasted the night before and waking up, on time, with NO hangover for an 8am rehearsal. After rehearsal, work some more on my own shit while the rest of the house disbursed to do whatever. And after that? A random mid-morning nap to recharge and then hop in the shower to take on the rest of the day.
To be around so many people that share the same aspirations as I do is a blessing, and nothing could ever compare. I’m so inspired by the people that I shared a house with. Now that I’m back home writing this, all I want to do is go back and live out just ONE more of those days. It kinda hurts to think that I’d have to wait another year to make that trip down to Texas again. God willing, there will be another trip or 2 in between that embodies the life I’m meant to live.
I guess this post is mainly about the spirituality of this trip and and not completely about the actualities of it. Spiritually, it’s what I’ve needed for quite some time now. In actuality, the shit was still dope lol. Who knew living in a house of 15+ people and limited space could so invigorating!
This trip has motivated me in a different kind of way. Everything that I’ve dreamed of came to fruition during that week. It showed me that my dreams aren’t just a figment of my imagination but premonitions that are guaranteed.