Scary times in England. The fires are burning. Angry youth is calling for the head of capitalism. The cops will never apologize for shooting Duggan. It’s how it is. Bloody days of our lives. I take the now view. Staying as much in the present even if my nerves are getting frayed. New York messes with you on a whole different level. Pretty much kills your faith. Breaks you and then you become what they said you’d become. I don’t know. It is a bittersweet feeling. But it’s like why bother. Shit gonna happen. Shit gonna change. You wake up and the fear won you know. So you shift your gears and keep it mad real. Money would keep shit together but eventually you still face the beast of human calamity. Nothing you can do but figure out how to keep the riotous mind at bay.