So, listen.
I know I've been getting lazy. Sloppy, some might say. Complacent? I really can't argue with these perceptions. But, I'm still doing this bydangit, and that still counts for something.
Doesn't it?
I wrote this one in a rare moment of sobriety, in the midst of a late-nite crowd at my open mic. I read somewhere once that true self-realization (in the spiritual sense) comes when you are able to see yourself as a perfect, without judment, in all your imperfections. I guess I was feeling as close to that as I had in a while, so I felt the need to jot down something about it.
Fitting, I suppose, considering how imperfectly I've been handling my little project as of late. (I promise I'll get better about that...)
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