whats really hood

ive had quite the time getting myself back on track, and continue to leap over hurdles thrown my way. while this blog has been and will continue to be a place for me to vomit out the ups and downs of straightening out my physical and mental health, i havent really made any steps or hit any hurdles i feel are appropriate for a public forum. it has taken me quite some time due to a couple of factors to even get behind a keyboard and be creative.

i find that writing about music is still very easy for me to do, and have started a blog dedicated to that. you can check that out at freelancefiend.blogspot.com. i will review records, profile/interview bands, post free music (bands permitting, obviously), and post djing playlists there, vs here.

i have a lot to say about whats been going on and where im heading, but to address whats pressuring me the most now would be in poor taste, be even poorer writing, and ultimately work against progress im attempting to make. please follow freelancefiend.blogspot.com if youre interested in learning about some new jams. 99miles isnt done, its just paused for the sake of positive progress.

ahem

aside from the occasional set of dj set lists posts, i haven't had much to say. i try to keep this thing from being a bunch of boo-hoo, woe is me bullshit, and while this may surprise many people who are close to me, there are some things about my life that i actually dont want the world to know about.

to sum it up, it was bleak. i havent left the house much in six weeks. i had medication that didnt agree at all with my brain, so it made for very poor socialization. i have since changed anti depressants which have got me out somewhat more than before, we still have a ways to go.

so i guess this is returning back to writing. i have a few hundred emails i havent even bothered to look at, and a bunch of music writing to catch up to (and figure out what's relevant). ive been staring at my laptop through bloodshot glassy eyes, completely unable to even put together a sentence. life grinded to a hault. it still feels like its moving pretty slow, but a few things are starting to move, and i was struck with a rare streak of inspiration, so i figured id break the ice. today is the first day of the rest of my life.