Sorry it’s been a while devoted readers.

You have no idea how busy I am. the only reason I can even get on now is because I woke up like 2 hours earlier than I usually do. As I write the opener, I’m trying to figure out what I should say to summarize the last couple of days. Should I focus on the good days or the bad ones?

There was the Cory Asbury set a few nights ago. It was amazing, the “black” in him really came out. We were all hooting and hollering and I lost my fricken mind basically.

Then there are the last few days, half of my roommates ignoring me, heat stroke, and an intense head cold.

I really just don’t know what to say, sometimes silence speaks volumes louder than words.

I’m just getting really tired and really old very fast. And I’m kind of afraid it’s going to kill me.

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