different hours, same grind, November 7th

The cool, calm metal sensation under the fingertips at the keyboard, the rap music sampling triumphant horns, the ambition mirrored in the lyrics and these lines; I get up and get down for this, and this alone. I feel cornered when my desires don’t align with my actions, as such, I act accordingly. I take pictures as well as I do because it simply cannot be avoided. I understand that through the help of friends, I can make even greater things, but not everyone is as goal-oriented as one might hope. In these times, I look within myself for the courage to move on. Not everyone will understand the path you chose, but that does not question its verity or the experience you earn. If anything, we have friends for the fact that we all approach life differently, and join those who are alike and different, but still have something they hold precious. It may not be a conscious decision, but I hold it true there exists a belief an individual will defend. I reflect on the past, in order to appreciate the individuals who bless my life with their experience, and to remedy the mistake, and accept responsibility. I think in this manner, I have no issues moving forward. With where I come from close to me, I can go far as the heart desires. The personal challenge to produce a novel proves, challenging. I also knew myself to rise in the face of challenges. I look forward to sharing the finished product at the end of the month, as I always love to offer up my work, for your viewing pleasure. Fortunate favors the prepared, and my punctuality also earned an opportunity for income. The quest to create a magazine does not wane, it near multiplies in depth, as the scanner options expand, the price-taking chances dance closer. There is not enough mention of the importance of the paradigm shift due to the intervention of Web 3.0. We truly live in exciting times. I cannot help but keep my eyes on the horizon.