Seems like I write more when I have shit happening to me...just on a break from mowing yards and thinking about where I'm going past this...the truth is I'm done with my life in this city...as long as I'm here I know people and they know everyone else...seems like everything I do, there is always a connection somehow to a past event...it's time to make a new event in a different place without past events being dug up...money, time, patience

and a whole lot of fucking things up

The description of life is simple:

Funny

Confusing

Happy

Sad

Fucked up at times

There are 2 options in life:

Make it simple

Make it complicated

Sometimes I'm not sure which one I want, all I know is I'm still here with the same body and mind with a purpose, and that purpose never changes for me...I always seem to come full circle...Sometimes I wonder if I'm going to change the world or if the world will change me...I must become something.

Decision...

This pain is real, atleast something is real

and you my dear are real

If I could then I would...take back 2 months of my life in exchange for a life I could have had, might still have...I want you more than anything in this world...If I could just start again, I wouldn't waste one second of being with you. It hurts, always has for me, there's still hope, but the thought of not getting you kills a part of me.

The past 3 day of my life were the slowest I have recalled in years. I have found the secret to traveling finally…no agenda? Seems like having no agenda would produce a bad outcome, maybe so, but the adventuring is more abundant. With a new experience behind me, and more to come, I am left wondering a couple things. First I have gained confidence in moving out to LA, which is my goal, especially with all that I have to bring forth to an audience. Second I realize the chaos of this life and how amazing and beautiful wonder can be. We drove first to Charlotte NC, not realizing that the theme park we were supposed to go to would be closed for the week. When we realized this we headed 5 hours away to the beach, Carolina Beach to be exact. I went with 2 people I didn’t know very well but after the trip I feel as if I have known them forever, which is awesome. The girl on the trip is Knicky, which I found her first name is Andrea. It’s funny how secret a crush can be especially unnoticeable when you hide it well, although I’m not sure if it was well hidden. I’m not sure if she realizes this and don’t know if someone will read this, but if you read this Knicky, know that it’s difficult for me to tell you how I feel because I don’t want you to not feel that way and then me tell you and ruin a friendship by awkwardness, so I am very scared this will be the case and I have developed a strong liking for you. I am very cautious because if we just stay friends I don’t want to want something you don’t because that will crush me, so I hope so much that you feel the same for me. I can’t just come out and ask because I feel stupid like you would say you don’t feel the same and that would hurt really bad, but for now I’m hoping you read this. I hate not being able to say exactly what’s on my mind at times, but for the past 3 days, if I would have spoken my mind, you would have realized how amazing I think you are and how beautiful you are to me. I don’t want you to think I am a sarcastic idiot, cause I was only just excited, but at heart I am a deeply loving human being that only wants to give you the world as your playground and let me play with you on it. I have wanted to find someone like you for a long time, and now that I have found someone, I don’t quite know how to handle my feelings or if they will even be mutual. I’m always hoping, I hope this time my hopes come true and stay for good. A change would be nice just as an environmental change was amazing for the past 3 days. Please make my hopes come true, I’ve been patient and don’t know how long I must suffer. You created something in me that won’t go away, I hope I have created the same for you.

As spring shows its face once again and a new season rolls over, a thought pops into my mind like a cotton cloud popping into bright blue sky. Here I am with my dreams in hand ready to be sprawled into the world with confusion and capability. I am one man and one man alone that cannot do this alone. Where's the help, where's my team. For now I only have myself to work on this task. I feel like I need to get out of here, out of my bubble. I feel like my music will make a difference, I know it will. If only I could find a way to present it among people in a way that will heal and be different. I know that if I had a crowd in my palm I could deliver. My crowd awaits just as the flower awaits the rain, it's only a matter of helping someone realize I am out there ready to show them what life is, what life should be, what life feels like in the mind of Daniel Jones. I'm dying to present, in a matter of time my life will be a presentation of all sorts of color.

As the dust settles, I am once again reminded of the inconveniences people can put on a human. For now I am concentrating on my goal on this earth...a friend once told me to avoid bucket people (people who bring you down)...she was right, lessoned learned