nomad'z land

we set sail out of miami for a four day cruise. spearhead reunion! i started this run with anxiety over beginning the impending inevitable neverending tour (whomp) but as j predicted, my fears were abated as soon as i saw everyone. mikey tore his meniscus the first night and had to fly out of mexico halfway through, so naturally we gals purposed to get shittay the night before to commemorate/mourn the end of our run together, since raliegh has decided to move on to tastier things. i kept to my workout routine and ate pretty healthy the duration of this cruise! no one cares but i. thats fine. then i threw my back out the day we left thanks to my heavy handbag which took me a long time to admit, but i am now all wheels as mandated by the bowman. life is much easier. the point is, we shouldnt hate when other people are right. we should simply accept it and be grateful that we have the capacity to change for the better. …… i traversed way into another realm there. but thats just me, and thats how a playa’s got to be. stay kickin game with a capital G. etc.