Wish the wind totally blew my mind.
Like no thinking mode no more.
Like no harsh words hitting the mind, realizing the meaning would be left behind.

It’s crazy out there. Like in NY. I had my share there, I want no more.

No more words, can’t even listen to my music, it’s me and my wind run today. I’m planning. To go. For a run. To cry out loud.

If I could listen I would Padilla’s Adios Ayer. Why is it so mofo hard? Fvck the wind.


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