The Sky Is The Limit
iLOVE Christopher Wallace.
Like in some irrational, yea i know I don’t know him but I know him kinda way.
In the way that people side eye you because they know that even you know that you are out of control.
Like, I wish I could meet him more than ANYTHING.
Like, everytime it dawns on me that I never will, I have to fight tears.
So today is a HUGE deal for me. Today I remember being in 12th grade and sitting on my bed crying because he was gone. I remember struggling to make it through the day because I kept thinking about the fact that he really WAS dead and breaking down all over again.
IDK why this is, IDK where this delusion of grandeur came from… but in my head, BIG was my homie. BIG was the dude who used to talk to me when I was sad, stressed, frustrated. BIG was there for me in ALL the important moments. BIG did that for me with his music. HE inspired me to write… and not in this “blog” funny haha full of opinions kinda way, I mean in a REAL way, in a way that makes me an artist (and I AM sensitive about my SHIT)… and that is a debt I can never repay. So I keep writing. And all I can hope for is to one day, meet some kid, who read something I wrote and thought I was amazing. And have them tell me that something that came from MY pen inspired them to do something great, to chase some big dream.
And i do that because THAT is what BIG did for me.
So today, I mourn. I mourn like I lost my best friend. BUT, I also celebrate. A life. An amazing life. The life of a man that made a difference. And he made a difference without trying to. How awesome is he? No really… HOW AWESOME…
Do yourself a favor & listen to some BIG today. And tomorrow. And the day after that. Cause he lives in his music.
And if you don’t know, now you know!