T(ravy) & Travy
After 15 years of being a fan I finally saw Limp Bizkit last night, it was everything I hoped for and then some. (at Kansas City Live Block)
Like always my man @ybs_era10 did a great job on my cut, go see him at @hudsonhawk417’s downtown location and let him treat your hair right so you can continue to #staysharp (at Hudson Hawk Barber & Shop)
This is Queen City Productions first gig in Lawrence, hope to see lots of friends there #freewhirl 🌀
Having thick skin towards the things that used to make you feel extremely vulnerable is the greatest feeling.
October is creeping up and that means autumn is here and winter will be approaching quickly. I love these two seasons, I truly do. I love how it makes me feel more energetic and alive, which is strange in these months since they are considered seasons of “dormancy”.
Despite the energy I feel in these months there is a very pronounced feeling of bittersweet that lingers inside me and swells up when this time of the year rolls around.
October 7th will mark three years since my beloved Grandpa passed away, and there isn’t a day that goes by where I don’t think about him and the 1600 mile trip I had to take by myself to bury him. The holidays will be approaching soon after that, and truth be told I’m not the biggest fan of them. My grandma died November of 2003 and after that everyone just stopped caring about trying to be a “family unit” and gave up on trying to make the holidays a somewhat special time. The last few years were nice because I had someone to spend them with, but it was just because my family doesn’t celebrate the holidays and they “felt bad” because they didn’t want me to be by myself. Instead of making me feel better about the holidays it just made me feel worse and made me realize how shitty my family is. The last thing I wanna be for anybody is their fucking charity case so they feel like they’ve done their good deed for the holiday season.
I guess what I’m trying to say is as much as I love autumn and winter, I dislike it too. This year hasn’t been the best for me, it’s actually been the worst. I’ve never had a more worrisome, mentally wearing/draining year than this one.
If I can swing it I’m going to try my hardest to make the trip up to my Grandpa and Grandma’s graves for the first time since 2011 so I can leave them flowers and spend a little time with them. When Thanksgiving and Christmas roll around as long as I can keep myself busy I’ll be happy. Hopefully I’ll work both holidays, or I might even volunteer my time at a soup kitchen or something.
These seasons have left the most bitter taste in my mouth, but I’m not going to let it bring me down this year.