I made a friend request on the facebook upon returning to lovely Kew, here, and am downing my eighth Coca-Cola for the day.
I will most likely wrap things up with another Camel Crush (unable to find my Shag), a good tooth's brush (flossing, mind you) and a change back into boxers after a formal disrobe.
Sweet, sweet slumber
I've been trotting around this New York for the past two and a half days and I must admit I right like it.
I suppose I'll make a point to visit more often, or, at least, as often as the past year has seen. This is a good place, and I like to watch things move/be a part of this movement.
Chatting up the future, wining and dining this past I find myself a touch clear-headed and refreshed. I reconciled my financial woes at least in the short term and feel confident that there will be some measure of resolution to my living situation upon my return to southern California.
Perhaps there is no good nor bad anymore, only easy and challenging.
Which do you prefer?
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