Dear Diary,
Today was alright. Ran errands mostly and then bought my sister a birthday present. She couldn't believe I brought over wrapped gifts and a card. The trick is to go to gift shops I guess, cause they wrapped them for me, and I looked really responsible and caring. I am caring, I just don't always show it in the way people ( girls) want me to. Went to a nice dinner at Scoma's with my family. Actually the place has gone down hill. The chowder isn't the best anymore. And the fish was overcooked. Tonight was the 1st time I've ever been paranoid about radiation in my fish. I've never really tripped on it, not on mercury either. Whatever. My pants feel tight today too, fuck. Time to get active. Spencer and I are gonna play basketball on wednesday. I have to get my cardio going or I'm literally going to die during a performance. I explained it to someone recently, I spend 90 minutes hyperventilating every time we play. My flows are so long sometimes that it's a real fight to keep it going with my heart rate up. I think even someone in great shape would have a hell of a time doing what I do. Sometimes I think about all the brain cells I must be killing at every show. Maybe that's why I feel retarded most the time. I feel inspired. I feel hopeful again too. It's been awhile. This business can be exhausting and so discouraging at times. It's easy to get jaded. I feel a great sense of relief to have a positive outlook on my career again. I have to just keep on doing it. I'll always do it. I surrendered a long time ago to the fact that music is not a choice for me. It's just what I do. And every dog has it's day. And shit, I've had some great days, shows and experiences I'll never forget. I'm so thankful for what we have. The best, most passionate fan base I could ever ask for. The sense that I have truly shared myself with people, and that they feel me and send me love back is something I will never take for granted. We are all fucking crazy. It's beautiful. We just have to accept each other. We shouldn't need anyone to be anything other than what they are, or that's on us.
Love,
Forrest
Shopping for my sister
Today was alright. Ran errands mostly and then bought my sister a birthday present. She couldn't believe I brought over wrapped gifts and a card. The trick is to go to gift shops I guess, cause they wrapped them for me, and I looked really responsible and caring. I am caring, I just don't always show it in the way people ( girls) want me to. Went to a nice dinner at Scoma's with my family. Actually the place has gone down hill. The chowder isn't the best anymore. And the fish was overcooked. Tonight was the 1st time I've ever been paranoid about radiation in my fish. I've never really tripped on it, not on mercury either. Whatever. My pants feel tight today too, fuck. Time to get active. Spencer and I are gonna play basketball on wednesday. I have to get my cardio going or I'm literally going to die during a performance. I explained it to someone recently, I spend 90 minutes hyperventilating every time we play. My flows are so long sometimes that it's a real fight to keep it going with my heart rate up. I think even someone in great shape would have a hell of a time doing what I do. Sometimes I think about all the brain cells I must be killing at every show. Maybe that's why I feel retarded most the time. I feel inspired. I feel hopeful again too. It's been awhile. This business can be exhausting and so discouraging at times. It's easy to get jaded. I feel a great sense of relief to have a positive outlook on my career again. I have to just keep on doing it. I'll always do it. I surrendered a long time ago to the fact that music is not a choice for me. It's just what I do. And every dog has it's day. And shit, I've had some great days, shows and experiences I'll never forget. I'm so thankful for what we have. The best, most passionate fan base I could ever ask for. The sense that I have truly shared myself with people, and that they feel me and send me love back is something I will never take for granted. We are all fucking crazy. It's beautiful. We just have to accept each other. We shouldn't need anyone to be anything other than what they are, or that's on us.
Love,
Forrest
Shopping for my sister