I don't wanna write this down
I wanna tell you how I feel right now
I don't wanna take no time to write this down
I wanna tell you how I feel right now hey

Tomorrow may never come for you or me
Life is not promised.
Tomorrow may never show up for you and me
This life is not promised.

I ain't no perfect man
I'm trying to do, the best that I can, with what it is I have.

-Umi Says, Mos Def

This song came on riding the bus home today. I know its old and some of you may not remember it but its just hip-hop at its best to me. Its just a great riding/driving song. I completely recommend it.

As a matter of fact, i'm gonna download it right now.

To keep in tone with how i feel at the moment, i realise its been awhile since i heard some spoken word, a little beat poetry, or just a nice smooth urban rhyme in a smoke-filled, concrete dressed in puesdo wood cafe. I should head back to those places sometime soon.

For now, i'll have the stories of the people my eyes cross on the cross-county bus line. Their stories on their faces will have to do. Today i think i saw a hero's journal in the face of a hard-working mother, and a great love story in the smiles of a young lady on the phone with her beau.

Good stories indeed....