I’m sitting in this hotel room on the 17th floor, overlooking the setting Canadian sun listening to the most apt song that I can think of at the moment (Aerosmith’s Dream on) typing on a laptopwithabrokenspacekey. All my friends are off soaking up some sun and experiences at the beach. Either that or trolling for some bare ass. Whatever. This feels so unreal its crazy.
Starting from the most mundane. I’M TYPING ON A FRIGGIN LAPTOP LISTENING TO MUSIC LYING ON MY BED! Ok sorry. But that’s kind of a big deal for me.
I always thought of myself as a guy having good communication skills. But there is no way I can put into words the thoughts and emotions swirling through my head now. That’s partly because I don’t know what to make of them myself. Like I said. I’m sitting in this hotel room on the 17th floor, overlooking the setting Canadian sun. What the fuck?
Overwhelmed is an understatement.
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