Is it early or late
It is 2:14am and I’m awake, well, obviously… hence, the typing and all. I have a lot going on, and a lot on my mind. Luckily enough, my inhibition is more like a prison guard that has been paid by some king-pin on the outside to vacate his post. My thoughts escape me, I take that back, I release them.
I’m relaxing though, I only have another month remaining before the move to New York. Aside from a potential overdose of relaxation, the only order of business is to secure a nice pad up there for the next year. After that? Who knows where in Hades I’ll be. That, my friend, is the fun part.