The week has been busy. It's not how I envisioned my summer, but it's been a good busy.  I've had time to spend with my family, to read, write, putter around the house , make beats, cook, and, of course, get some rest. I took the summer off from performing for multiple reasons. It seemed like I was dropping dishes, like things were out of balance…lol…probably because they were. The pandemic shifted so many things. I lost my cousin and later lost my Dad; those two events really put a dent in my spirit. It's tough to put into words, but I'll try. It's humbling, to say the least; at times, it even feels like you are sleepwalking through it all. How do I cope, you might ask? God. Music. Nature. Family. And sometimes that doesn't work, but I'm no quitter. I never have been. So, here I am. All these broken pieces have to be glued back somehow. I told myself I would write and sing my way through it….so far, so good. I plan on gifting my supporters some of the tunes we created during this messy and uncertain time chain. I will also introduce yall to some of the dopest producers I've worked with this season.

The best part of the day was learning about the deep-rooted anti-blackness in the public school and how teachers can resist the traditional, played-out racist tactic used to hinder and disvalue our young people. I know it sounds heavy…..that's because it is. But I revel in finding solutions rather than harping on the problem. I can think of better ways to spend my time. At any rate, not too many shows this summer because I needed rest. It has been an arduous year, to say least. I think rest will do me well.