May this year bring you everything you are ready to accept, I was told. Just what am I willing to accept? And why does it take high grade fuckery and towers collapsing to answer that question eh? Turns out we are all guilty of accepting almost anything at some point in time.
March is around the corner. I am rather excited about my Tankwa Artscape residency. I will probably stage a performance before I leave and hang with Matt. A month later I attend Afrika Burn. That is…if Music does not call first.
Still. I have peace and am happy. How the hell did this happen eh? I can hear the lyrics of that bladdy band The Weekend singing….I feel it coming. I feel it coming baby…
Still, I do feel a pulling, a calling in the air. Adventure awaits!