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Monday, December 5, 2022

I knew one day I’d carry this muse into the coldest seasons. A flow of desire, grit, and attitude—which was once a thought ignored because I knew I’d get bored of writing every day.

And so, I have this voice; I can speak. I’ve acquired a means of understanding this world, and that’s where my compassion resides. When I came to terms with nature and people, it became difficult to listen to people well enough and respond without sounding like a broken record.

Is that an age thing?

The most repetitive words are not heard but felt. Some people have a way with their tone, aura, or, as pop culture calls it, a vibe. The blueprint of humanity is centered on tribalism—I’ll prove that in a book—but until then, an individual’s muse is mostly respected within their tribe.

So you’d think…

-Budd

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