Was on my way to Whole Foods to get some vocal-eze at the suggestion of my vocal coach for scratchiness. I said, don’t go over there, but some how the ay I took to get to Sherman Oaks too me past Hayvenhurst. Recognizing that made me realize that I do exist. I take up space in this universe. I have mass therefore I am. I kinda feel like an apparition sometimes. Turning down the street would have been a bitch ass move though. I still can’t believe you can catch the bus to their house and walk to fast food joints from there if you wanted to. Do you ever feel out of place? I just did at this ritzy ass Whole Foods with Escalades all across the lot. Shit, my car is missing a hub cap. They didn’t have vocal-eze. Asked an associate about it and he asked if I were a singer. I hesitated then said Yes I Am.
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