My 360 Hard Drive is broken. *cries*
I hung out with some old guy friends from high school and I'm so thankful as to how easy it was for me to adore them again. Out of sight, out of mind it seemed this past year. I was just so focused on the present and future that the past seemed to be non existent while I was at college. Now that I'm home, I know that I can never forget. These people are the ones who have shaped who I am today, and I'm thankful to have met again.
I get into phases with music. Hanging out with the guys tonight opened my eyes back up to the rap that I have hardly listened to this past year. A Tribe Called Quest, Danger Mouse and Nujabes are awakening my love for a good rhyme and a captivating beat.
"Sleep is the cousin of death" -- Nujabes feat Cise Starr
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