There is a lot I don’t talk about. I am sitting here listening to Kanye West, and for the first time in my life, I am understanding him. He is crazy af. but does he not get done what he needs?! I am out here in Kolkata, India. Heard me right? For my first time outside of the United States I have decided to come to Kolkata, India. I could have gone anywhere, but I came here. People often ask me why. I don’t have a why. In fact, fuck a why, I had to scrape together a how! and I actually have a whole damn book on how I was able to come to India. It was supposed to be on this blog; it was supposed to be on this blog by now. Alas, life is not so simple as I would like to think it to be. I wanted to edit the writing while at home, but that didn’t happen. and now I’m out here in India, and I am feeling in a bit of rut. I don’t feel very motivated to edit a whole novel worth of writing. Definitely not right now. I just…fuck. I must be depressed or something. I can barely get out of bed, to be honest. I just can’t find it in me to care about my well being. Like fuck! It’s very obvious some of how I am feeling is the result of smoke ganja for 1000 days in a row and then flying out of the county in order to quit cold turkey, but that doesn’t make me actually feel any different. I don’t know what I am hoping to find. I have so much I could write about! I saw the Victoria Memorial. I have made new friends. I have an interview to conduct! But I just don’t feel like I have it in me. Idk what my next move is. I am not going to leave India yet, obviously. I am here for the long haul. I am supposed to be getting my head straight so I can bring to you the knowledge I posses in an timely and orderly fashion. For instance, I think Memphis TN is probably one of the best places in the United States to buy property right now…but I can’t quite put my finger on why I believe that to be such. Or should I say, I can put my finger on it, but it is a-whole-nother task to bring that information to you. All in due time. Albeit the time is passing, and I need to do something about it. No more writing and waiting to post, otherwise we might end up with another San Francisco situation. So when I write, I post. End of story. I am also filming YouTube videos now, and honestly, I feel bad that I am starting to veer closer and closer to that medium, because I feel my calling is here at the keyboard. I know there used to be attendees of my website everyday…but after months of nothing, I am guessing they all stopped showing up. As I would if I was in their position. So now I am back, and I will try to post more, even though I think I will be perpetually grumpy until I smoke weed again, I will try to keep posting. and know that we haven’t even covered the real topics yet. So muchhhh I have to talk about. Just…so much. Until soon.
I wrote this several hours ago, but I couldn’t post it because the internet failed me. As I am concluding it now, and 2:13 in the morning here in Kolkata, India, I am finding ants crawling across my screen. Time to find their origin.
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