REAL love?

If real love exsist(besides from family and friends)i found it today.I went digging today(and i haven't been in years) and picked up a few albums but when i was sifting through the few crates there i realized something.......i was really in love at the moment.It was nostalgic and euphoric,even beautiful.Yeah i said it........BEAUTIFUL.I know it doesn't matter where you get your sounds from but man........it was just amazing.Ok........just rambling.......carry on.

Stryke, I haven't been digging for awhile, and miss it. I have about 5000 records at my moms in the basement and still feel like I don't have enough. I'm on vacation next week so I may hit up some record stores.

Do it fam........you're going to be surprised by the feeling.

Diggin' is life for me. Aint nothing like spending your free time getting your hands dusty on some gems that no one touched yet. When I dig I don't even take out my ride, I take the bus, smoke a fat splillz and hit them racks. I'll even pass up mad gems too if I know every digger got them. I like the rare and unknown sh!t, thats why I only got 1,200 records in my collection over a 17 yr expedition. I'm very picky.

After I cop what I like, I finish off the fat roach, kick it with a few honeys and I'm good for the day.

Ill-Green wrote:Diggin' is life for me. Aint nothing like spending your free time getting your hands dusty on some gems that no one touched yet. When I dig I don't even take out my ride, I take the bus, smoke a fat splillz and hit them racks. I'll even pass up mad gems too if I know every digger got them. I like the rare and unknown sh!t, thats why I only got 1,200 records in my collection over a 17 yr expedition. I'm very picky.

After I cop what I like, I finish off the fat roach, kick it with a few honeys and I'm good for the day.

Life is good.

Oh yea. Love of music. I'll find myself spinning in circles over large collections of records. I love so many different genres, every record has something to offer. There's just something about digging through some bunk Streisand joints only to find some Sylvers album..and then..not so far from that an album featuring Moog interpreting classical music. I love digging.

Yo stryke, I know what happened here. You accidentally put ecstasy into your morning coffee instead of the sugar substitute. Happens to all of us at some point of life