your man's falling apart. i feel like i got the flu or some kind of virus, after fighting isolated symptoms for at least a week now. so i'm missing out, falling behind. missing seeing my globetrotting cousin and my broseph. not working on anything but clearing my mind and feeling better. avoiding breathing-in any unsavory vapors allergens or particulates. quitting smoking. some people do the gum or the patches or pick up another arguably bad habit- i'm going dillafarian. anyway, mi vida is going to southeast asia for 2 weeks and i'm not dreading it but very anxious about it. we've been through a lot recently, all of us. i'm ready for it to chill. tranquilo. major problems with the kasa (and the help) are being solved and i hope i can get it down to a punch list by the end of the month. ahora ta tranquilo aca, family and friends, real only.
i'm actually sick. worst time of the year to be sick. it just doesnt seem right. everything fucking aches and blah. baby don't cry. talk about sucking up your creative energy. imagine how dilla had it. i just hope i am coming through. hope y'all feel me. i'm talking to you and yu.
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