Came down to UCLA to visit friends this weekend. It was glorious.
Cleve Jones.
Animal Collective getting me down Hwy 5.
Lucas Habte.
4/20.
Sunshine.
World Arts and Cultures.
Love.
Spending time with old friends and meeting their new ones.
Inspiration.
Self-realization lake shrine.
Running hills.
College.
Hopping fences.
Deep conversations.
Mari-ja-wana.
Love.
The view from an empty lot in the hills of Bel Air.
Freedom.
Lying on the grass – careless, free, without stress.
West African dance with Lisie.
The bombest blues club and soul food.
Good music.
Sweat.
Cultural loving.
Love.
Those are things that stick out. I think that I'm going to write a poem soon.
But first I have to get home.
Time For A Change
4 months ago

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