The songbird of my soul that the world unsucessfully attempted to crush.I had to protect that songbird at any cost and the story is that I did just that.I was forced into slavery to do so.It cost me everything I had to protect that songbird. I served as a bonded and indentured slave.Aloways showing up right on time for years and years to do the same job for LESS money than the person next to me doing the same job.I always had to be paid less.Which I would have to make up for by playing the gig in my offtime.Tired and worn out as shit.A good and faithful slave.Protecting that songbird.As a promise to my mom I got that college degree,it took me 26 years to get it and when I got it I was not promoted nor repected for it.If anything I was disrepected for it,now I posed a sincere threat to even my own boss.That I had the credentials to replace him with the practical knowlege of DOING the actual job.I can't really complain,as long as that songbird is okay I am okay,in fact doing well.I work hard for less yet that is no the important thing,I do a good job figuring out ways to get by with less than another person doing the same job but not quite as well as I do it,and I am thankful that I have a good boss.Jesus,when I get weary and tired he pulls me through.He WILL NOT do my job,I have to do that,yet he will assist me to get it done.At times I make horrific mistakes on very simple things, not on purpose..I am trying to do a good job as a part of a team, I desire to be solid like he is.I am solid and steady and work so hard yet sometimes I just get lost and fuck up.And I have got to report to him.He trusts me and helps me to fix it and I am looking good. I have got to hustle and move real fast,the list of clients is quite impressive in a world blown away by the blues.I work for my living.When I was a young lad how much of a diss would it be to be working a day job? As an artist that would be a failure.To the point that you were no longer an artist if you took on a day job to pay your bills on time.When I get home and flick a switch I like for a light to go on.I live in florida and relish cold AC in the summer.I can walk to work in fifteen minutes.Can see my job outside my bedroom window.The songbird is very safe and protected,as you shall soon see.I do not owe anybody anything.most of the time I hate my life yet then comes a moment and I understand what that moment is.,I paid for it to occur.I understand that under no umcertain terms I will never enjoy a major label deal and as my producer said "why would you want one?"You are way ahead just as you are.I have ALL of the masters right here.I own them.I own the rights even to my cover songs.Form SR.I am so tired and weary yet I must keep traveling on.