set the time pink and sour and experienced a small glitch in the braincode. it's a backlash and the job, a service industry nightmare in which I have bussed tables. more than I can imagine and then there is life on top of it all. just let me say that in the last five days I have drug my body through tables, dissociated real-time and created a herculean fucking effort of which there will be no story. I am not that foolish, nor vain ... at least for now, it's still all too fresh and rotting. but I am at home now and I don't have to work ... I think it only proper I fix myself for the after life here on my days off, do nothing and write the great american sentence. remain focussed. I hope you are all doing what you want to be doing and enjoy the sunshine, the rhythm in the foreground is telling me it is time to shower and go to the bar ... you are a song I carry with me all of the time. vaya con dios.
sounds like High Life time.
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