No, I haven’t written in weeks. Too long. …. way too long. I miss you guys and gals. Hey boo, Heeeyyyyy!!
Why have I been gone? Because i’ve been busy getting my life together. And it was hard as shit in October. Seems like the needle of my destiny was stuck in a groove full of mud. And I skruggled to GTFO and on with my life. And lawd, I made it!
Step 1: Leave Orlando. Mission Accomplished.
I left my beloved Central Florida home on Friday, and have now relocated to Atlanta. I don’t consciously know what i’m doing; I say consciously, because i’m a spiritual ninja, and I live a life of big risk and big faith…like a blindfolded apprentice skipping across river rocks to the other side.
Step 2: Acquire Housing. In process………
But I knew that I had to get to this city – the capital of the South. America’s Black Mecca. And the home of walk-in quick weaves…because sometimes, after buying gas at Kroger, it suddenly dawns upon you that you just wanna have yo shit lookin right for a dinner.
I grew up taking a stand against Atlanta…honestly. It always seemed as if people believed If I can just make it to Atlanta, i’ve made it! I intentionally avoided Atlanta to seek greatness elsewhere. I wanted new opportunities, beyond the grand capital in my backyard (Augusta born and raised). I wanted to avoid the superficiality of the city, culminated in reality TV and snap music. And I found them in every city and country where I landed.
Step 3: Get My Grind On. The hustle never stops………
But greater than stereotypes, i’ve reached a point where I need more opportunity…more than Orlando could provide. I really like Orlando. I have friends from every industry, background, and culture. I created a sweet community. It was comfortable. But I must admit – at 27 years old, with no children and a new IUD, I have little need for comfort. I’m not where I desire to be in life just yet…i’m not done growing, and a city like Atlanta, ripe with opportunity and seeping with the support of my countless family members and college friends from Albany State and FAMU…making this move just made sense. Even though I don’t even have an apartment or sizeable income yet. The keyword here is YET….
So yes, after all the noise I made about Atlanta for all of these years, my foot is in my mouth. And in honor of my new move, of forging ahead into the unknown, in the spirit of adventure (or stupidity…or both), I leave you with these throwback Georgia jams to getchu CRUNK and TURNT UP! Listen to these, and send me good vibes.