God always provides. why? I have no idea.

What do you think?

I'm working.

I'm using my money mind and all day I think about money and going to some hotel with a pool in the roof and a giant flat screen to watch football or basketball on. 

Dosent that sound like fun?

It does to me.

I wouldn't mind having a few margaritas as well while I'm watching. 

So what do I do?

Blog?

What is that going to do?

Nothing to me but according to Google thier are people making big money doing it.

I want to make big money. 

What can a blog do?

Maybe get some exposure. I can talk about what I want. I can promote my music.

I can do all types of things. 

I can also sit thier wondering why anyone in the world would even read such a blog. 

You know what's funny?

All my old friends are in competition with me to make more money. All day long we think about making more money than someone else.

I guess it's twenty hour days for me, ain't it. 

But why. 

Generational Poverty. 

My family has no money and so I can't have any money either. 

Dont you think that runs through my mind?

It does all the time.

Are my mom and dad gonna die if I make touch money. 

Why were they never able to have money the whole time they are here? I mean this sucks.

I want to take people on cruises. 

I want to go see Lebron James play. 

How do people get lucky. 

Luck?

I look outside everyone is driving around a new truck. Brand new trucks everywhere.

I want to go to bed. I'm tired of getting up early in the morning with schizophrenia. 

I hate that the Government put me in an assistant living or addicted living. Or assisted living. 

Whatever you want to call it. 

I will never have to work again. 

I hang out and watch TV for the rest of my life.

I can walk around town and get a pizza. 

I can go to movies and go swimming and play basketball. 

I have to take fifteen pills a day for schizophrenia and depression. 

The pills are strong. 

Some mornings I have to puke. 

Everybodies driving around doing what they want. 

I want to drive around and do what I want. 

I will have to buy a car. 

I will have to meet a woman. 

Take her in and marry her. 

I'm poor. 

This stupid blog is all I got. 

I want to sleep.