Is it me or is time rushing by us at an unbelievable pace. The weeks seem to stack up faster than you can make a decision on what to do  with them. I guess in all our texting and blogging and preparing for the next "big thing" it becomes so easy to forget to breathe and enjoy the moment. Something I'm still trying to figure out in the midst of pursuing my dreams. Im in reflective mode today because even though my week was fairly rountine gym, studio, audition etc.... I did something I have never done in public before. I actually talked about how it has affected me spiritually. You walk around, especially as an artist, with your represenative always telling the public that everything is fine even if sometimes thats not the truth. "Never let them see you sweat" is the code to live by. So yesterday I stepped out of code and went on a show called "Lift every voice" on BET and REALLY talked about my journey the good, the bad ,the ugly. Kinda of an outer body experience of sorts because I never speak on what's really going on inside. I was always taught like most men growing up emotion or any expressed form of it can sometimes put you at a dis-advantage so keep it to yourself. Here I was talking about my strengths,my weaknesses, my doubts, and my relationship with God in front of milloins. . . .lol Just like me to jump off a cliff head first. Actually a little scary but liberating at the same time. Maybe it will help somebody else who's thinking or has thought the same things I have.  There's gotta be somebody out there. I had almost forgotten alot of the things that have happened to me up to this point that even got me here writing a blog and looking back its pretty amazing. As I prep for the world to see another side of me muscially (October the 20th by the way) it was a blessing to even get a chance to reflect and have someone listen even if it was a t.v. interview. Make peace with your past, good or bad I say, and it wont screw up your present. No one is in charge of your happiness but you. I am learning to love the grind. Might as well casue it aint going nowhere. Feel me. . . .