Livin' the good life -- A sense of security where none should be granted; a sense of freedom that should not come without guilt. I am ready for the floor to fall, yet I depend on it as I reach for the sky.
Eyes of a Stranger
JANUARY 16th, 2018: Scattered eyes, scattered minds, racing for a seat. Cityscapes blur, sounds fade; Momentum slows weighted by monotony pervading through the space; Sensations go unnoticed as my daydreams circle once more. Lost in the moment, a connection electrifies through my body. Quickened rhythms beat to the tapping foot of my soul. The energy... Continue Reading →
Call me Jay 