Realizing that there’s this whole life I have sitting inside of me, a whole nother me that just can’t be explained. The last few weeks have started to push me, started to make my brain sore from the constant going. It seems more aware, the stress of my body brings the clarity to me. The best work to flow from this mind happens when I’m like this, when my mind feels its crashing under the pressure. My best writing, my business plans and my creative juices take over when the repetition starts to consume.
The time I would normally run, change the scenery to ease this troubled mind. I’m learning, I’m learning fast how to use this stubborn head. They call me El Burro Blanco, the white donkey. What started as a nickname for the business, seems to describe more than just one of my muscles. The collapse of mindset, the by the book ways don’t work in this skull. When my mind is clear I struggle, when life get’s easy I struggle. Hard to keep going on such a boring path, my ideas lay numb in my brain. When I have nothing left, when I have no explanation for the words is when I get past just thinking. I build, I create stories and ideas that take my opportunity to the next level.
A college drop out can only survive on his ideas, a steady job means little to me. Waiting two weeks for a fresh start is no lifestyle for me, get me a paycheck on a Tuesday. The same thing every day, I am no career man. I never wanted to be just one thing, I never will be. Learning to create my own change, learning to create change in the city I live. I’ve seen enough already, eleven homes in three years; its time for a break. The constant moving took its tull on every strand of my being. Learning how to chase the dreams I can catch, it’s all at the tip of these fingertips. I can’t find it anywhere else, creating the new is better than finding it. This entrepreneurial mind knows how to flow, the ideas run as the intensity grows.
