Thursday, June 02, 2011

Stress

I've got a lot of things going on in my life: school, a new business, real estate, loneliness, etc., but I've found nothing really stresses me out more than not being able to find my tassi. I need my tassi. It holds my hair back and gives me a clean slate. when i can't find my tassi; i'm dirty. in more ways than one.

but. i shall carry on. i found my tassi; my skin is clean and now, i sleep. tomorrow is a new day of new stresses. I'm glad i carry some of the burden with my dear friend, Anna. : D yeah...that's what i meant.

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