Gunna Be Okay

so i found me a place that i might just be able to call home. it’s located in a place called the “rock” which is a rough translation from it’s original finnish word “kallio”. it is also sort of on a hill so the term “rock & roll” certainly applies here and fits very nicely thank you very much. i still have this month to stay here and take all the non-cityness into my transitioning inner galaxies as i possibly can. i am reading a book that is making me more wise but it is a book that must be read with patience and not like a gossip magazine. i really need some new photos and i need to live healthier. i used to think that suffering fuels inspiration. i was wrong. dead wrong. as long as one does not assume that the opposite of suffering is a mundane existence. it’s not. there’s a world among this world that is mostly left unexplored because most people don’t have the courage or the spine to even attempt the journey to that place. but the place is there. for everybody. there are no short cuts. there are however roads that lead astray. i’ve taken those roads too many times. i’ve romanticized failure. i’ve criticized what i see and mistaken it for something that is not me. everybody who is alive is a winner. existence is the only game in town. with a library card, you can have it all.