Ripped off, again. Lil bro just had to get another gelato. Not his fault though. I didn’t say no to excessive sugar either, even though it’s only 1:13 P.M. “17 Euros,” the dark-skinned Italian woman says. I already took a couple bites of the mint ice cream, otherwise I would have handed it back. “17?”... Continue Reading →
2024 reflections. My life is not perfect. It’s never going to be, and it’s not supposed to be. I could share my troubles, the things that have kept me up at night and caused me stress, but when put in the proper context, I have nothing to complain about. So I’ll focus on gratitude, and... Continue Reading →
It’s 11:02 PM. Just woke up from a nap, even though I was trying to sleep through the night in order to recalibrate my body to adapt to the time zone change. Look left, and there is Junior, AKA my brother, G, literally snoring two feet away from me as we occupy the same bed. ... Continue Reading →
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