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And The Dance Goes On – Fall Mood 2016 [mixtape]

Every single Fall, without fail, my emotions start swirling around like fallen leaves caught in a brisk breeze. There is no rhyme or reason to it all either. It’s almost as if my mind decides to take an emotional dump on my logic and reason – thus bequeathing me with the daunting task of sorting through why I am feeling things I didn’t even care about not even a week ago. This time of year my emotions also like to rip open scars of wounds that (I thought) were healed. As if I didn’t…

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Brooding Burgundy & The Melancholies

I’m sure I’m not alone in this, but this time of year always forces me back inside myself to think and contemplate life and its many complexities. Fall is my absolute favorite season, yet with this amazingly colorful season comes what I like to call The Melancholies.  This year especially, I fear the ever pending winter months ahead. I think back to not so long ago when my dreaded enemy, Depression, had me in its wicked and relentless grip, refusing to release me. I even resorted to going back on head…

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Fall Mood

Here it goes again…   The temperature begins to cool, the sun goes to sleep, and everything in nature begins to die. Yes, it is that time of year again – and I am in a mood.  Nothing fits me better right now than my black jacket, bat-winged black shirt, tired and worn blue jeans (I don’t care if they are snug around my hips and ass), and my favorite pair of (shit kickers) Doc Martens. I ruin one more towel in my bathroom (and stain the sink and floor)…

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The Melancholies

This case of melancholies I’ve been experiencing has gripped me hard – it is trying to pull me down to dance in that all too familiar spiral tango again. Is it bad that I want to let it take over and run its course? Sometimes it only stays a few hours, but this time it’s lingering, nagging at me, catching me off guard. I can still somewhat function in my day-to-day life. Depression knocks at my door now and then to remind me it’s sticking around. It likes to surprise attack me…

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