Copenhagen

You know what? I'm drunk, and I don't know my own authentic voice. But each time I get drunk and write, each step I take, I get closer to my truth. Drunk shitty bars of languages that sound more aggressive than they intimidate me. Nevertheless, I am right where I need to be. Far away and alone. In the rain there is no right and wrong. Only blurs moving, and drinking and laughing. Vibrating toward the next idea. And the music changes but the song remains the same. There are fewer cigarettes, although I love them, and the further north I should go. To challenge myself. People are beautiful, but the environment that breeds them is even more so. Max burger palace may be up next. Complicated thoughts mixed in with simple meals. Food to fuel such a soul. We must get going. And a partial page I may leave blank. 3 people sit in a narrow room with a wood floor. Sitting next to a red lit artificial fire, a man deals cards while jazz music plays. Some play pool in the background. Went to Christiana, Freetown today. Built and occupied starting in 1971, it is an artistic collective area where you can (easily) illegally buy weed! I got a G for 100 Krones right before the police raid occurred. I don't want anything to do with that raiding business! Good weed, interesting area. Full of art, a new way forward, trying for 50 years. Has anyone listened? Progress made. Happy hour at the steelhouse, our hostel. Carlsberg. Went to Copenhagen's tallest viewpoint, christ our savior. We got up there! Beautoulf city. Colorful. Nice people. Trying to figure out more about myself. Chaos is found everywhere. Sometimes it's a controlled, organic experience. It's through chaos we can experience growth and new ideas/experiences that push some imaginary social and cultural barriers forward. I'm in. the idea of being the glow in chaos, I like. Each moment is chaotic and bound within situational rules. Yours to influence. That can be the daily. Orchestrating that glow in an everyday setting. Gained confidence. I like myself, and deserve… to deserve something? I deserve happiness. I'm not the best, figuring out myself still. But I am genuine. Speak up. It's your life.