On this beautiful Monday... I wake up and lay back against the pillow in one of the most comfortable beds in the world. I glance at the vacant spot besides me, then get up and go into the bathroom. In the master bathroom there is a his and hers sink setup along with a huge mirror; shower or jacuzzi tub- your choice. I brush my teeth and gargle, wash my face and exit.
The walk in closet has all of my shoes lined up across two rows. All of my clothes are on the rack, and then there's an empty rack and space where a female's shoe used to be. There are 3 flat screens in my house, bedroom, living room, daughter's room. All of them are off- a first. There is no noise in my house.
I go into the living room and have a seat on the recliner... But it's so soft that I immediately find myself on the way back to la la land. When I wake up, things are still quiet. There is no one here but me. I look in the yard and see cars that belong to me- I look across the living room and see a 65 inch HD Plasma staring me down. The backyard has a trampoline-
Everything was purchased by grinding from the mud. Everything was bought legally and by sacrificing anything that would interfere with progress. Even though I was married, i was still unable to do what was asked of me when I got home from prison:
"Spend more time with me" "
I can't, I'm writing a book!"
"But you just put a book out!"
"I know! But I'm trying to take over the game! Just be patient, let me grind please! I'm trying to make sure we never have to worry about money again!"
"Man I feel like I wasted my time waiting on you while you were in prison!"
"How could you feel that way??? Look at what I'm doing! Look at the progress!!!"
"But life isn't about money!"
"Whattttt???? I'm living in my Mother's house with you and my daughter, I have to GRIND!"
"Whatever then! Are you choosing your career over your family?"
I remember that day clearly... I hesitated and swallowed as hard as possible, but the truth spoke from me....
"Yes."
I will not sacrifice my dreams or my progress. I will not take my foot off of the gas pedal. The position I'm in right now... it came by sacrificing everything except for my dream. I honestly gave up a lot... Friendship, family, free time-
But after being caged up for FIVE years in prison, all of my motivation had been bottled up and sitting in one spot. I had no CHOICE but to make it happen, put things in motion so that Deja has a better life than I did. I mean... I had been trying to stress these words: "Why are you tripping so much? We do spend time together, I know it's not a whole lot of time; but it's because I'm trying to build an empire. I mean seriously... I make more money in one month than a lot of people make in a year- already. I'm 8 months out of prison and in this position, so just let me build it bigger."
So now... I need help. Someone teach me how to use the dish washing machine. I also may need help from time to time with trying to figure out these recipes when I cook. I don't like folding clothes, so my closet is going to turn into just a storage area because the hangers will become irrelevant. I'm on my prison diet right now. Tuna and mayo, chips and water. I've started back working out, getting my body back; clearing my mind and writing more. I'm being my most creative right now- and I wouldn't trade it for the world.
The only thing I genuinely miss is my daughter. But things always work out- and especially when you expect them to.
~David Weaver