It's late on this Friday night during the time of a full moon
And I'm leaning in towards my laptop
Enjoying the breeze from my little blue fan
Sippin' on moscato filter by fresh cut up strawberries
With Top Five blaring in the background
Drinking tonight might not have been a good idea
As I think about what I want to do on the morrow
But then, I probably wouldn't be sitting here
In front of this screen
As the words and phrases that bounce off
The walls of my mind
Flow freely from my finger tips
God
I am tipsy
tipping into what?
I know not
But what I do know,
Is this is a long time coming
Then from the film the smooth jazz inspired beats
Of an old school Digable Planets' song invades my ears
"Yeah, I'm thick like that
I stack like that
I'm down like that
I'm black like that"
And I sip on
Dealing myself a second round
Suddenly reflecting on my life
And what has brought me to this point
My life is no where near perfect
But I am absolutely in LOVE with it
And I worry
If I'll fuck all this Good up
And that's when my beloved Friends
Tell me and show me otherwise
One can't fuck up what was meant to be
I can't fuck up what is meant for me
