Finally, after 69 days of being busy with school work and shit, I've come face to face with the fucking pavement again.
The feeling when you open your bag, the time you pick a can, the moment you place the cap in the nozzle, and that fleeting moment when you press the cap, nothing compares.
Feels great to be back on the streets, living, riding and painting again.
Some friends heard about the news. They came and had their little bags of laughter, we had our little chat, and they went with their half hearted goodbyes.
Feels good to be around the people whom you haven't seen in a while and these are the same people whom you really feel comfortable hanging around with.
My take of the character Klye from South Park.
Stickers from Carrot Bombing (On The Run and Art Primo)
Sometimes it's good to be on your own. It helps you realize what you've been doing lately with your life, what do you really want to do with your life and it makes you tinker on the simple possibilities in life. Times like these that we find ourselves without the company of others.
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