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    11:27am 


now playing: "rider" - juice wrld 


        my goodness

 what a year it has been friends! since my last update, shit I can't even tell you how much life has changed, and I've grown. 

looking back on previous blog posts, I can't help but laugh. the times seemed so tough, but the bitching about things that panned out now seems comical to me. 

what has changed in a year?

I let my heart to begin to be full.

I let faith guide my life.

I lost things, but I found many more. 

I saw beautiful mornings, and sunrises that felt like I was beyond lost.  

I found confidence, and support from others. 

I finally feel like me again. 


I finally broke back into the columbus scene. someone at work asked me how much I play, and I answered oh, at least 2 times a month. low and behold, in 30 days I will play six times this month. 

headed to cleveland this friday--  hoping to see a good friend from portland who lives at the show. It will be great regardless. first time having lodging as a traveling artist. 8am reporting time for work will come very early from CLE but thus is life. 

walking around with my chest out and my cup full for the rest of this year

beyond thankful to god for my life

trust the process, and watch life fall into place. 


this morning ive felt so weird not working and taking time off for myself. tried to run errands but the doctor called in sick, and the background check person for my coaching duties in logan this year (GO CHIEFS) has been absent the past two days. I was left like, ok, now what? 

so this brief moment of reflection has changed my entire morning and I will absolutely indulge in this blog more often. 


till next time,

tracktailor the unconquerable 

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