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  • Writer's pictureShamari

el día 20 de marzo de 2018

I trust myself. That’s why I can do this! Why I can do all that I do! I don’t need to get to a place of trusting myself, which takes time and work, so I, instead, can focus my energy on executing whatever Shamari dreams. I forgot that yesterday. Hell, I’ve been forgetting that off and on for the last 5 or so days. I freaked the fuck out about a paper. I kept trying to say something. I wanted to it read a certain way. I wasn’t being honest with myself. I didn’t trust myself. I spent days (since Miami) drafting and drafting...but it was all trash. I kept producing papers that wanted to say something. I tried so damn hard to say something, that I didn’t say anything; I tried so hard to say something, that I forgot to listen to the best person I know- Shamari. I forgot to listen to myself, y’all. Damn! But fortunately, this morning I remembered that I was and wrote the paper in less than 30 minutes and it’s one of the best things I’ve ever written...Trust yourself. Be honest with yourself. It’s always worked for me. Like the Queen says: all I need is a mic and a light. Just press play.

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