What’s up Bruv!

So…I’m so over everything. New York’s wack ass housing market, doing what seems to be the same thing over and over everyday, the mundane. I’m sooooooo over it! I know I should be super grateful, and I am, but my black ass is bored. I mean, I’d rather be bored than stressed out, distraught, busted and disgusted but still, I’m over being bored! So I came up with a plan. I’m going to London bruv! I’m planning to give up my apartment, pack my shit, put it in a storage and do the digital nomad thing for a minute. My plan is to hit up London, then visit Paris, Amsterdam and Italy. Then, depending on how much I’m fucking with London, either stay until they kick me out OR hop on over to Tulum, Mexico, bring in the New Year there and then drag my ass to NYC. I’m going to get me one of those fine ass black British bruvs! I’m ready for an adventure! I’ve been stuck in my apartment like a hermit only, making contact with the outside world when picking up takeout. I barely do comedy. I need to get out and get inspired! I was just telling someone the other day that my comedy is suffering tremendously. Not just because my stage time has been hella limited but also because my ass ain’t been really LIVING, I’m just existing. I don’t have shit to talk about other than being in the house bored. LOL. No one wants to listen to that shit!

Anyway, like the saying goes, we plan, God laughs. I hope the good lawd let’s me take this much needed extended vacation though because I need it! I’ve been in a month to month lease for 2 years just so I can dip when I want and every time I try to bounce to NYC, some fuckery happens. Like the pandemic, I saw an apartment that I wanted, drove all the way there just for the apartment to be rented to someone else moments before I get there…and I can’t forget the time I was about to dip and I dislocated the fuck out of my shoulder pulling an English muffin out of the oven. Like, dislocated, dislocated. I literally broke some shit and had to go to physical therapy for 8 months! Argh!

I was chatting with a couple of people, my momma included, and they were telling me that maybe I need to go somewhere else to get to New York. Gotta be something because why so many obstacles?

Anywho, that’s the plan. I hope that I can make it happen! I need some razzle dazzle in my life!

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