What a heavy week this is. It’s definitely more airy compared to the stuffy one I had last week. If the previous week was pure melodrama, this week is more like a green mango shake. It’s not exactly like the real thing but it’s a start.
I finally slayed the monkey that’s been on my back for so long. I usually just slap the monkey (hint, hint) but I’ve finally moved on and murdered the darned thing. There’s no better feeling. And because of that, tonight’s gonna be rum and coke night.
Here’s looking at you kid.
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Finally, my boy is growing up. Papa is so proud of you.
Cheers!
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