Oui, Oui.

I´m in NYC now.
Feels weirdly like home.
Today I was at the airport.
And found out then and there.
That I´m flying to Paris on Tuesday.
I was like "What, I´m going to Paris?"
They forgot to mention that to me.
So I cancelled my flight back to Miami.
Seems like I´ll have two days off in Paris.
Thank god I packed some spare underwear.
After Paris to Miami.
Couple of days and fly to Rio.
Isn´t it funny?
Goodnight.

Flying in to NYC.
Reminded me of home in a weird way. 

Got in, dropped off bags and spent the night here.
In Brooklyn.
There was a fireplace. 

Dolla dolla bill ya´ll.

I have managed to be without a bank card for a week now.
But I am waiting for a new one to arrive.
The whereabouts of this card.
Mystery.
Every morning I wake up wishing.
But no.
Tomorrow´s Friday.
Please.
Please.
Please mail GODS.
Bring it to me.
I spent my last money on yoga lessons.

Good thing about not having a card.
You don´t:
Spend money.
Drink beer.
Buy cigarettes.
Go out.
Buy junk food.
Do anything fun basically.

Good thing I bought so much food a week ago.
That I still have some.
Positive thinking.

PS. Two people that I know of can´t comment on this turdy blog.
What do I do.

PPS. My day has been so busy.
Running around like a crazy person in 85 degrees.

Yesterday I had a bath.
My body was hurting after two days of yoga.
And long walks with the dogs.  

You can always try to reduce mental fatigue. 

HE DID IT! HE WOKE ME UP!