Emancipation

struggles.
too many times i try to be the one in the drivers seat. things need to go as i want them to. especially when it comes to personal goals and schedules. but when things get tossed around a little bit and i get out of sync, it becomes a day like today.

completely random, unproductive, and spent with that constant pressure of having to do something but not really wanting to do it. a total wrench in the gear kind of day.

but amidst all chaos, i did find a moment of calm. i packed my bags, put on a jacket, turned on the headphones and just walked. i flip-flopped down the awkward steps so loud that im sure you heard it. i stared at the people running in drake stadium, all confined to their individual alleys and headsets. i walked through a rather sophisticated party of tuxedos in front of the jan steps in my sweats and took my sweet time. i helped a lost man to royce hall. i climbed a flight of stairs and then climbed back down just because i wanted to. i sat in the middle of the giant funnel sculpture in front of broad shine my flashlight straight up.

i had my own personal adventure. and as short and random as it was, the night air cleared my head. the thin fog cooled my emotions.

tomorrow is a new day.