Appreciate what I have. God health, not really, but my mother is doing well.
I bought her yesterday some presents since in this shitty town their are festivities,
which I didn´t know about….so out I go to get money from the bank and see this made up shops
for the week. I think she truly liked it. I´m just a mammas boy at age 36.
A fuck up? Yep, they kicked me out of the university in my first year and I ended up dancing
around having a lot of jobs but non of them stook to me, just tell me a job that I haven´t done,
I just got bored. Hey! I was also a cool bartender at that age, then I went or it was after the
Spanish Legion, that was a job that I liked and excelled in. Again, a mammas boy- She did tell me,
¨You are dumb, you are not made for the military!!!!¨. Some scream like that. Yet I was good at it,
Crazy but not lazy- ( Just rhymed)
So the point of the story is to have no fucking point.
I just had to write what came to mind at 6.a.m right now.
Stay Frosty gents and gentesses.