This feeling will come and go. One day it'll be less coming, more going. All I can do is manage it.
I can't let it win. I can't let this feeling eat at me and consume my spirit. Losing is letting it take over and control me.
I am not fucking losing.
These turned out pretty good. Can't wait to do this again: Flickr
Did not expect the weekend that I had. Walking around Lincoln Park Friday night with a good friend, talking about life. Unexpectedly going to a concert Saturday night and my planned concert last night. Ears still ringing from this weekend, eyelid swollen from getting punched in the face while in the pit yesterday.
Really, it all started by waking up to a text message after midnight from my brother about his new baby. He welcomed his second kid to the family yesterday, rounding out his family with a girl. It's cool being an uncle again and for him to have the first girl in my immediate family for the first time in three generations.
Things got really interesting...
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