It's that standstill. After an explosion of occurrence. Blink, breathe, move in anticipation. Then reality. I'm typing away then turning to look around the apartment. Jesus. Weeks of chaos show itself all around me. Though, I'm still laughing and functioning. I will be aiiet.

When you tell yourself not to think about something, it's redundant. So I keep thinking, no Street Hop right now you. Regroup, chill and just ride the wave. The emails are coming, ideas are being  put out there, people want to jump on board. And I be like....pfffffffffffftttttt. Sizzle. Zap. Kaploey. I love that word.

There is lots to think about as we put ourselves out there and we're getting a definite response. I'm hopeful. The question is balance right? As SH grows, my realities are raising their hands. Attention to work, friends and family has been minimized to what was functional so that I could focus my energy to all that has been going on. I see now that things have no sign of slowing down at this pace and I can feel my health saying....

" Bitch, ain't no way y'all gonna do all of that and expect me to treat you right."

That's right the elements within me have their own voices. Welcome to the group. So the last few days I've been weighing the pros and cons of it all. Back when this was all just a contemplation, I anticipated this happening, knowing myself. So now we're dealing.

Other than that, everything else is well. I did a gig hosting the KW's multicultural festival and that went damn awesomeness too. I got to eat baklava and jerk chicken all in one place man. I think with all the things going on, I've noticed my comfort level with the mic and stage. Before I had to take a breather and then go. Now, it just is. So much that a friend just asked me to do a walk on part for a tennessee williams play. But that is another story.

I just wanted to check in with y'all.

Talk soon,

KLP