been to pensive to not have a daily place to write out everything that runs through my crazy head, srrrrsly the older I get the more fucked up I realize I am. No lie. My brain sorta reminds me of that neat racing number/letter effect you get when you turn your computer on. I cant focus on one thing- guess thats why music is my go to- this song for example. perfect for warm baths in dark bathrooms with scented candles and a nice blend wine 2 wind down a madhouse-sorta-day @ work... like the one I had today, thank u co-worker for showing up late.
ERES TU MI GITANITA(RUMBA)