• Who am I kidding, sitting at this laptop like I got something to say. Sublime pouring out the speakers, tappin my sneakers to the sweet smooth sound of the reggae. Alone in my living room waiting for my bud to call, waiting to find out where the party be at tonight. Alone just like the moon, waiting for the season fall, fading away into my chair, listening to the light. Harder to type when a good song comes on. I'll love Sublime till the matter of me is gone. Man, if I can be happy for anything that transpired from my last relationship, it's that she turned me on to this incredible band. I mean I always liked Sublime, but when we would hang out, we would listen to their music for hours, just sittingin her room, weaving hemp necklaces. I can't say anything more than I just love their music. I love Brad's voice, I love the beats, the bass, the choppy guitar licks. It's so much fun. It don't even make me sad, it makes me remember, sure as hell, I can see her face in certain songs, but they are just so good, that I can dance the memories away... I hope one day we can dance together again to these songs. I'll pray for that. Sure as hell. When she grows up, I hope we can dance together again. I thank God for her and for Sublime. That is all.

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